Amy your mind now and my boyfriend is going to like you and guess what? (Coughing)What Sara? No darling Amy you call me madam Ok (coughing) what madam... Thats more like it. As I said before my boyfriend is going to like you the reason I say that is because Im searching for a good little bitch to carry his baby. You see Amy my daddy fucked me at a very early age which damaged me and not only that I cannot have a baby. So thats where you come in. But Im only 14 I cant have babies now. Amy you dont. I couldn’t go back into the ballroom and risk running into him. And I can’t take the servants’ entrance in this dress.I look down at it and whisper an apology before I begin to tear it apart.First, the long, tight sleeves.Next the bodice.Then the extra layers.Finally, I’m left in loose breeches and a too-long, ill-fitting tunic. I sigh and turn to head for the servants’ door. I hurry through the halls, keeping my head low and trying to avoid running into anyone else.I head to my room and. Fuck, this feels good. I don't think I've ever felt this good dilatingbefore.I was starting to get into this; I began to grind my hips underneath thesheets as I continued to push my stent inside me as far as it could go.It was one of the few instances that I was glad that I was well endowedas a male; I was able to push a little over 8 inches of my "little man"inside of my tight vagina. I began to pull it out a little bit, thenpushed it back in. I did this slowly at first, gradually picking. ....During the first two dates she told me how things had gone wrong for her with a bad marriage and then not being able to get a job that paid a decent wage. She had heard I was doing well and thought we might reacquaint ourselves as we had been ‘friends’ before. I liked the flattery and that she turned to me in times of trouble. She made it very clear, yet remained subtle, that she was available but wanted to be ‘looked after.’I still desired her, it sounded a bargain.She didn’t wait long to.