It didn't seem to me to be about anything. They weredoing all those "Oh he never did" and "get away..." kinds of things and Ithought it was funny, but...evidently, mum didn't.I was bored and I couldn't help it. What really annoyed me was the factthat they thought it was funny too. I was mimicking them with the "oh goon with you" comments, but mum was determined not to let me have any funat all - punishment.Ronnie could see that just the fact that I was there was getting on mum'snerves and decided. She much preferred the castle where she lived, and she especially liked winding up footmen trying to get them uncomfortable as she flashed some thigh or a boob so they got an embarrassing woody.Jayne her confidante was doing her best to persuade Lilla that Harold was a good catch, “Look it’s just the wedding night and then you can screw anyone you like, you won’t have to be a virgin anymore.”“That bird’s well and truly flown,” Lilla admitted.“Oh fick,” Jayne gasped, “It’s the first thing. He'd been teasing me for almost two hours now...sucking my painfully erect nipples into his mouth and biting gently. He was taking his time with me, and it was pure torture, pure ecstacy. His mouth wandered down my stomach and his teeth caught at the lace of my thong and he tugged them slowly, all the way off me. He massaged my left leg gently and put it over his shoulder. He turned his head and placed hot, steamy open mouthed kisses on my inner thigh. His fingers ran up my moist seam gently,. “Mommy, is so sorry.”She leaned forward and gently took each nipple into her mouth for a soft suck. I gasped and she leaned her head on my chest. She took my still caged cock in her hand and shook it back and forth slow, before lifting off my chest.She brought the tray over and dragged along a chair. Sitting down she started feeding me the soup.“I know you were a little surprised last night.”“You could say that.”She chuckled a little, “When your father and I first married, I didn’t know.