"Let me know Sir Robert's mind, my dear Captain. My daughter would be very happy if we could reach an agreement." I shall write to him with the next m...il packet, Colonel. Have a good evening!"Libby Mason had watched the parting and she smiled."I wish you the best of luck, Captain. Miss Elizabeth is a fine young woman." Now there remains the task of convincing Sir Robert," he answered, staying in character."Sir... ?" Yes, what is it, Libby?" I like it fine working for you, Captain. I get along. When she came near to me she smiled at me and asked me why I waked up so early. I gave back a smile and said the sleep was gone. She passed me. Now again saw her. She has bathed so early; the water from her hair is falling like drops were passing through the spine into her sari. My dick was hard on. I thought now I should relieve. But there were no bathrooms. So I turned my thoughts. The days are passing. Every morning I wake up with a feast to my eyes. But day by day I could not resist. I. A deep groan of pleasure came from his chest and he mercilessly drove into me again and again. My inner muscles were going crazy, trying to squeeze the life out of his cock but he continued to pound into me until I couldn’t think straight. With each wet slap I gasped and moaned. The only thing I could think of was his hard cock ramming into my wet, waiting pussy. I was rambling incoherent things into my arms. His long, hard, deep strokes were turning into short, deep strokes. I felt a familiar. She looked shocked at my choice of words but smiled nonetheless and began taking her sticky ripped tights and knickers off before slipping the black sheer nylon over each foot and slowly, ever so seductively up each leg and over her hips.She returned to the bed and lay beside me, her hands resting on my nylon covered cock, gently working it through the nylon as we kissed and my hands explored her fresh sheer tights.I kissed her neck and whispered into her ear that I was going to fuck her over.