Mrs Danbury had brought another mannequin figure into the servant’s hall and each of us were required to walk up and curtsy to it while she critique... our performance.“No, Meakin bend you leg and raise the hem of your skirt at the same time. And lower your head. It’s supposed to be a sign of respect, of acceptance of your lower status. You’re not supposed to be grinning like some idiot. Bryony? Heavens sake! That was even worse!”She kept us at it for over an hour before she decided that she was. Stared at the stupid book.This is Julie's diary. Julie. Our daughter. Do you really want to know? Does she want you to know? She trusts you. She trusts her mother, too. Are you going to betray that trust? Why? For a little thrill?Actually, I was thinking it might be a pretty big thrill.What do you do with what you read? Ask her? Tell your spouse? What? What!Then my mind cleared. The squirrels went off to bother someone else. I wasn't going to do it, at least not this afternoon at any rate. I. You came so much…!” she whimpered.Andy panted above her, as his cum continued to spurt into her twitching pussy, and he began to fuck his still hard cock into her hard….“Oooohh Yeah…. fuck me more,” Sandra urged.He rammed and plunged away at her pussy, just as hard as he could. Legs lifted high around his waist, her ass arching upward, Sandra pressed her crotch even harder to meet Andy’s fucking prick, time and again, she felt as if she could never get enough of his cock… she felt completely. ”He kissed her, again, by way of reassurance.“We need to be careful, Jill,” George replied, “We are in very dangerous territory, we could, well, I could go to prison, Tiny, too. If we keep this on the safe side, and on the up and up, until we have this mess sorted out, legally, everything will be better for both of us, trust me.”“I’ll wait,” she sighed, “If you really insist. But not long. I want you, I want you very desperately. I want you inside me, I want you every which way. I’ve been there.