She shivers involuntarily.Get a grip, Nat: It's just the poor light and your imagination. The rapping on the chamber door makes her jump. "Who is it?"..."It's Adam with your luggage and supper," a male voice answers. "About bloody time," she quietly says to herself before raising her voice and tells him to enter.The young man hauling her case into the chamber she notices for the first time is kitted out in the costume of footman from some regency drama. He is tall and very handsome. Things are. I then started to tell her how I would screw her in the open air on a beach, as I started she sat on the table in front of me and brought both her hands in front of her cunt and started fingering it, it got me really excited and I also put my fingers in her cunt to help her and continued the story of how I would strip her on the beach and make her suck me and how I would spread her legs and lick her cunt, where other passerbys could see her getting screwed, as I told her how I would put my cock. ." I muttered under my breath in disbelief. I had a quick read through and the Professor was out for an appointment or something. I didn't really care. I rushed over to my drawer and took out the two boxes and ripped them open, unable to contain my excitement. I gave them a quick rinse, running my hands along the shafts, tracing the veins and feeling the bulbous heads, wondering how I will fit them inside of me. I grabbed my towel and spread it out on the bed and set things up while the dildos. I had serious difficulty in resisting her, and if she put on a ‘full-court press’, even if I were to get married, it would be difficult to resist, even in the best of times. And that created a potential for disaster. I didn’t have any idea what the solution to that risk was, other than steadfast fidelity. I believed in it, once the commitment was made, but did I have the ability to actually live it out with the temptation that would be set before me?I spent the rest of the day in my room,.