I could feel my entire body pulsing. I looked down and saw that my cock was dripping precum.“Mistress! I’m dripping. You’re going to make me cum...”“Hold it!” she said firmly as she pulled her finger out of me suddenly and I gasped with relief.However, with my intake of breath, I felt a much stronger push and something large stretched my opening much wider. Right before becoming painful it popped into place and gave me some relief, although now I was held open and a new feeling of fullness washed. Me own house be a wee bit off from ‘ere, you see? Though I come and go from time to time.“I’d be madder that you’re diddlin’ me daughter, but that’s more than her useless man be doin’ for her. He’s a damn fool, that one. Wed me daughter not long past, hasn’t ‘ardly touch’d ‘er, seems to me. Methinks he be a bugger, perhaps. I see how he look at ‘er br’ther when he don’t think me watchin’. An’ he go off and fight his own king, th’ damn fool! The king’s a right fool, too, but he’s still king,. Another soon replaced that eroticism as she knelt on the floor in front of his chair. Her body was semi-hidden by the kimono, but showing enough to not hide anything from his imagination. His zipper was drawn down and before he had time to breath or think, she had got his cock out and down her throat as if exposure to air might be harmful to the skin of his delicate tool.Jon might not be the biggest in the country, but he wasn’t the smallest either and could boast a healthy seven incher when. He suggested that a lot, just a full bull to fill.I asked him if he wanted to cum right into me.Slightly deviating, said that if I did not have a husband,would have finished right in the pussy with pleasure.That was nice to hear such words.And I produced control hint, saying that will come without husband.Getting a smiley face in response,I took a picture of my wet pussy, and threw it to him. The answer was a photo of his large penis)I wanted to take it.I texted him not to masturbate.He said.