I assume that Lady Maude had roused Davina, but I didn’t see her so she might have gone to her own room. As I passed through the kitchen en route to...the garage, I met Mary.“I’ve decided, Tom: I’m going to tell Andrew that I’ll wed ‘im! It will take a while to arrange, but I’m settled in my mind at last.” I leaned in and kissed her cheek.“Good for you, Mary; I’m very happy for you! I’m off to Southampton now to meet a queen and I might not be back tonight, but we’ll talk again, soon.”Perhaps. . four-ninety-eight, four-ninety-nine, five hundred," Katie counted. "Okay, now, pull it out, and give Dana two-hundred and fifty strokes."I stopped fucking Trista, but it felt way too good, having my angry cock soothed by her warm ass, to take it out. So I held still, resting my palms on the nakedgirl's butt, and flexed my dick rhythmically.She seemed to like that better than being fucked, because she stopped whining. She even clenched her ass for me, over and over, milking away at me with her. My love of mandated requirements tends to come out in my stories as well as you may have noticed. I’ve gone through periods in which I’ve had quite a few rules I had to follow though I suspect that the specifics of my various protocols would make for a separate story, so I won’t go into a lot of detail on that element right now. Instead I want to talk about what happens when I’m a bad little bitch and I break my rules. For you see, it’s all well and good to have rules but if there are no. . it was like another cunt right now and he fought to control his orgasm. Five... ten... minutes she pleasured him front and back and then she withdrew her two fingers and knew he was ready.She released his cock from her mouth and stood up. John watched her as he had difficulty breathing without gasping. As he expected she moved to her dresser and opened THE drawer. He knew what she would do next as retrieved her toy... she squatted a little and pressed one end of the two headed dildo into her.