I slid a finger inside her and she immediately gave a long moan of gratitude as I slowly moved my finger in and out. I groggily fingered my new horny...wife, slowly. But soon she was pushing against me and urging me faster with her body. Then she was on her back and I was between her spread legs jackrabbiting her pussy with my middle finger and rubbing her clit with my thumb. I watched amazed in the moonlight as she reached down and pulled her ankles all the way up to her ears, then pushed. She moved the digit in slow circles. At the same time, sheleaned close and murmured, "How would you like to feel my mouth on yourcock, lover boy? Hmmm? Wouldn't that be wonderful? Or maybe you'drather get right to the main attraction and stuff your tool into mypussy. Yes? And pump me until I scream?" She paused while I stoodthere writhing internally. "Oh, but I forgot. You're not allowed tohave a girl's mouth on your rod. And definitely not her pussy. You'repussy-free. Aren't you,. With husband, kids, in laws galore around, we were thoroughly cockblocked all day. Surprisingly though, everyone was out in the yard enjoying the first of the food and drink that was delivered to the table while the men in the family huddled around the barbecue.Dee and I were alone in the house. She still had some baked goods to attend to and the smell was making us both horny. There was no sound in the house and we could everyone from the kitchen window.My sister, as strong as she is in. A private tropical island sounds a lot nicer than a drafty old castle. Am I allowed to say I’m a princess?”“You can, under one condition,” I laughed as I stopped and checked how far we were from the jet. “A princess can hold her head high and carry herself with grace under any circumstances. A properly trained slave can as well, so I think it’s time for a lesson. We’ll let Scarlett go first since she’s familiar with my jet and can make sure you board the correct one. Scarlett, you’re going to.