I notice the big ass and big boobs that weren't so obvious in the bar. I'm happy.We get to the room and kiss on the bed. I get her out of the dress an... she has no undergarments. The bra wasn't too surprising. But no underpants. She says "what's the point? I never wear them".I slide my fingers in her and finger fuck her. Slowly, then fast. Changing tempos and she's enjoying it. I stick my head between her legs and smell that pussy smell. Then I flick my tongue on her swollen clit. Now she starts. Anna said you were going to punish her again tomorrow. Don’t you think that she has already been severely reprimanded enough for her insolent behavior?” As soon as she said it she knew she had gone too far.Michael remained calm, in spite of her intrusion. “I wouldn’t do anything that the girls don’t think is appropriate. Anna knows she was wrong and is willing to make amends for her inappropriate behavior.” He let the conversation stop, making sure that Lady Charlotte realized from the look on. I could get angry about it but then remembered how my body had betrayed my true feelings by responding to the attention I was getting. Maybe also I was more susceptible and responsive due to the fact that normal sex in my case was fast becoming a distant memory. By the end of that day I had resolved to put the whole thing down to experience and never tread that sort of path again if I could avoid it. I had an uneasy feeling that the owner of the restaurant was aware of what had been going on. I love the feeling of cool sheets sliding over bare skin. I lay there for ages visualising again and again the events of the morning, my hand playing gently over my body as I did so. Eventually I was drifting off to sleep when I heard Mum and Dad coming upstairs and going into their bedroom. I wondered if Mum had told him about what she'd seen this morning, both about Abi and me right here on this bed, and about her own masturbation session in her bedroom. She probably had. I'd never known them.