As you are photographing me I can feel you’re cum slowly dribbling out and onto the sheet. ‘The maid will be impressed with that mess. But I guess...the bl**d with it proves you were a virgin’. You laugh as you slap me repeatedly on each bottom cheek in turn. After releasing my ankles you pull my legs and lower body towards the side of the bed so that I am lying next to the mess that has dribbled out of me and then re fasten both my ankles to one corner of the foot of the bed having first removed. " I was shaking my head as I told Katrina my tale."But she's married!" sis protested."The next day was worse," I promised ominously."Worse than that? What happened?" Katrina might have been angry at Mrs. T but she was certainly curious to hear all the details."Everyone was going to town except me that day. To visit some old aunt or someone. Then at the last minute Emily remembered that she just had to stay for some reason or another. I don't even know what she told them. I was down on the beach. She had spoken with her mother and father about the possibility and, while they were somewhat concerned, they agreed with her that she was old enough to make those kinds of decisions herself. Every day at work she and Jim would look through the for rent ads in the newspaper and go on line to the large websites that specialized in apartment rentals. There were literally hundreds, if not thousands, of one bedroom apartments for rent and Lupe hadn't even decided yet where she wanted to live. She. ?If you bitches are the best of the Royal whores, then I pity Jer?Tock. Of course the poor bastard undoubtedly doesn?t know any better.? With that Lord Kelsey laughed loudly at his own wit. I continued looking at him with a ?hang dog? expression and projected a totally beaten feeling.?You?re pitiful,? he said shaking his head disgustedly. He walked over and stuck his butt in my face - then farted. ?That?s all you lifeless Royal whores are worth.?I said nothing and importantly kept projecting.