” “Arrange my room as quickly as you can, for I am not well, and shall lay down there.” “Yes sir”, said she looking so hard at me. “Do the...room at once”, said the old butler. Off she went. I saw him go off on his errand, and ran upstairs to my bed-room. There was Molly. I bolted the door, and pulled out my prick. Never had Molly resisted me more, she struggled, fought. What would happen if some one came? She would be ruined. “No one can come my darling, all are out but cook, and if she misses. “Shaved with an inactive clit.”“What...? I don’t shave down there. Never needed to,” I said, not knowing what the fuck is going on. “I’ve been waiting for you for 200 years,” Dr. Deckard informed me. She slipped her finger through the slit between my legs.“Do you feel anything?” she wanted to know.“Like what? What the fuck is going on here? Why am I here and what do you want from me? You won’t find anything there.”“Do you feel anything?” she repeated her question. “Any pleasure? Any tingling?. I glanced at the television that she had her eyes glued to and saw the bride was sucking one massive black cock while stroking the other two."You wish that was you," I said, as I pumped my fingers in her."Yessssss," she moaned, not taking her eyes off the three black cocks."On your knees, you dirty little gangbang slut," I ordered, knowing name calling always worked when she was drunk and horny.She quickly obeyed, the anticipation of getting fucked making her completely submissive, even though. .I was getting really excited and I loved watching her as she was getting into it! She then surprised me! She got up and while dancing took her shirt off but kept her bra on!She straddled him and rubbed her boobs on his face, she was barely dancing now she was just dry humping him!The song was getting close to the end so to keep things going I decided to change the song so she doesn't stop when the song ends, one song became two then three and it was obvious that she was having fun and didnt.