Master must have had a good run; he was always more excited after a good run. He playfully pretended it was the bike and the open road but she knew it...was because he relaxed and forgot about everything except penetrating his beautiful woman. Nothing like five hours on the highway with a hard on to make for a rough night for a slave girl. Master was pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. It was only halfway in and already reached to the back. She sucked it by mashing her tongue up and letting. " So it has been in your family for over four hundred years?" My mother asked."It has but I am afraid several of my more recent ancestors by their gambling and inefficient management of both the lands and the mansion house have reduced it to a rather impecunious state. Indeed if it had been earlier times, since I am now the heir to the title; my father would have been looking to arrange a marriage to someone exactly like Charlie to rescue the estate from its predicament." Then it is indeed. His hips pumped up toward my hand, begging for more. I ignored his requests and kept a slow steady pace. Tighter and tighter my grip grew. I needed to have him, now. I placed his cock between my slippery wet pussy lips gently. Lowering down onto his cock I slid back and forth slowly, pleased with the feel of the head against my clit. My upper teeth slid into my lower lip as I continued to pump my body. I could feel the liquid dripping from my entrance as the time passed. Finally looking up I. .... It so happened that one day I would be walking to her end of town, as we wandered toward her home, she started to talk about her Ex-husband, touching my arm as she blethered on about how she was lonely and hadn't really interacted with others for a long time, her hand touching mine momentarily by accident or so I thought, her house nearing, Kate asked me in for a "cup of coffee" now she knows I hate coffee, opening the door she walks into the living room, I shut the door as she sits across.