“Do you want to fuck me?” I said. After a few moments he admitted what I already had guessed that he had relatively little experience of man on ma... sex and a plan to keep him in his place began to form in my mind.“Yes” was all he said so after parking up I again got out the blankets from the back of the van and laying them on the ground I began taking off my clothes telling Richard to strip at the same time. Getting on my knees I took his cock in hand and began wanking it before taking it my. Nibble on your ears a bit. Down to your neck, where I spend a bit of time because I know it’s one of your weak spots. This causes you to let out a little moan. After a bit more teasing, I move down lift up your shirt, reach around your back and with one skilled hand unclasp your bra. I remove both, all the while still kiss you. I take in the view of your perfect breasts for a second before I take one in my mouth and begin suckling it with just the pressure I know you love. You let out another. It only took two days, and she was at my door in her widow's weeds, heavily veiled and, much to my pleasure, begging for help. "He won't let me stay, won't let me take anything, not even my jewelry."I led her to the library, sat her down and poured her some single malt. "I will see to it, my dear."She gave me a tiny smile."Have you buried him?"She nodded. "I thought you might be there."I shook my head. "He owes me a great deal, several thousand. Will his brother pay?" I think so. He was already. She pulled my panties down in back and of course the words "FUCK HERE" and the arrows pointing to my asshole and the one bead that was exposed drew hoots of derisive laughter from the audience."Oops," Mistress Bella corrected, "Make that four beads. Looks like Michelle is already a little loose." The audience laughed and then laughed even harder when Mistress Bella insulted me with a well-timed, "Slut!"Mistress Hannah pulled on the wide flat ring at the end of the bead string. As the next bead.