I watched as she dug a few scoops of ice into the empty glasses, then poured what could only be described as a very full measure of gin. Her drink of ...hoice was vodka and orange, which I noticed she made with considerably less alcohol. "Let's go down to the den, it's much more comfortable down there. We usually save the living room for the vicar, or my husband's boss when he stops by. Why don't you grab the tray so we don't have to come back up for another. Follow me," she said, picking up the. I rested up for a few minutes and then I pulled him up and started to return the favor. As I sucked his cock he picked up the phone and called his two friends. I listened as he told them that we were on for tomorrow. After he hung up the phone we spent the next two hours practicing in different positions. We didn't quit practicing until we were exhausted. We were so worn out that we fell asleep without even getting cleaned up.We woke up at a fairly normal time for a Sunday. But we were feeling. ” Howard conceded. “Try not to think about it too much. You have school tomorrow and it’s already ten. Goodnight.”She didn’t respond. A clear sign that he had failed, again, just like his wife. He retreated to his room where his wife was waiting in bed. She had already dressed down to her negligee, her plump bosom and her dark nipples hardly covered by the thin fabric. “I take that it didn’t go well.” His wife remarked. “She’s still all hung up about it.” Howard shook his head, pulling his. “Have a fine morning.”Rose smiled to herself as The Beast left. He had never called her ‘my lady’ before. Maybe her plan was working.She spent the morning reading, and again lost track of time. When the clock struck two she realised that she should get dressed. It would not do to keep The Beast waiting for their lesson, even if her morning’s activity suggested it had become redundant. After Pride and Prejudice it was difficult to muster enthusiasm for Betsy Thoughtless. The book had had some.