Unable to hold back any longer my mouth moved forward to claim its prize. As my tongue commenced lolling with his piss slit, the cone kept dribbling i...s ‘juice’ and shortly my mouth had turned into a slick cavern. Moving my lips ever upward, I was astonished by the expansion of girth and it soon became clear that the last two inches were beyond my oral capabilities. Exciting as this blowjob was, I was, nevertheless, concerned about how my backside was going to cope later on.Wouter huge hairy. You have a big day ahead of you,” Betsy smiled. Victoria frowned. What did she mean? It was Tuesday. She usually spent the day reading or sewing. Although her mind was full of questions, she was a proper lady and would wait to speak to her husband about this unusual statement. After being dressed, Victoria went downstairs to breakfast. Charles was already seated. His plate was empty, and the newspaper hid his face from her view. She was irritated. He could have waited for her. ‘What’s wrong. Every other girl I had brought in here for her first time would have been screaming and writhing at this point. I pulled my hand out. Tanya, I said, grabbing a different cane from the wall, this one just as long but thicker, how many men have you fucked? Two, Master. And did either of them hurt you? No, Master. I swished the cane through the air and saw her flinch. Ah, it seemed the cane was her weakness. Do you want me to hurt you, Tanya? Oh, yes, Master. Really hurt you? Yes, Master.. It was primal, fundamental fucking, without any of the refinements that d’Audierne had seen in Paris or Venice. Serena de la Corte was a woman of parts, but her heavy-lidded eyes burned with a hunger that did not need or want exotic choreography. Perhaps if he saw her again, there would be time for that — but for now, she was simply hungry for cock, for him, her pussy pulsing to feel him in it, and he determined to satisfy her. Her breath came heavier now, panting in time to each thrust of his.