. I would have done it if only that would have helped. I wasn't even afraid of doing all the disgusting sexual things Mr. Hamilton would want me to do...No, what I was really afraid of was that I'd like it too much.God, how do I explain this? I guess I have been worried about my sexuality as long as I can remember. Obviously, as a 'pretty boy' growing up in a series of boarding schools, I had opportunities to surrender to male-male sex. There were plenty of classmates (and more than a few. Now."Her hand moved quickly to run his zipper down the metallic track. His erection leaped out, the plum-colored crown drawing her like a magnet draws iron."Here, huh?" she asked, her eyes fixed on his virile, hard, bucking cock.Licking her lips slowly again, she felt the surge of desire in her loins that doomed her. Bennet wasn't the sort of man she normally would want to fuck, but this was different. Just thinking about Mr. Bennet had gotten her hot. Now she needed his cock inside her. Now, just in his tighty whities, his cock was aching to be released. I pulled the elastic band down in front about an inch at a time, slowly. As each inch of his cock became exposed, I licked it from the base to his cockhead. I repeated for a total of six times for each of his six inches of hard, throbbing manhood. Not a monster, but definitely to my liking and most importantly it was hard, clean and well-groomed, all of which are musts for me. Having more room and more time than my typical car. Soon after I am gone I wish a leg to be removed butchered roasted and eaten by my family and friends at the dukes table that evening ensuring me being at that final meal with you all. Please enjoy me both in my death throes which I am looking forward too with a strange relish, and at the meal.Then she signed it Rose Elizabeth Chantry with a flourish. We of course knew nothing of this and about a month passed, with just vanilla sex, when Rose was collected one afternoon by the duke`s driver,.