"I'm gonna cum, baby! Don’t stop!" She basically screamed out as I delivered another slap to her ass. I felt her pussy spasm and clench my cock, alm...st pushing me out of her. I then realized that I wasn’t too far behind her either. "I’m going to cum soon, myself," I moaned out while keeping up my feverish pace. "Cum inside me. Fill my tight little pussy full of your hot cum! I need it so bad," she pleaded. "What makes you think you deserve my cum inside you?" "Cause, I think it’s so hot to be. She slipped off her high heels and placed them side by side in front of my chair.I asked, “What’s that.” Then I pointed at her waist.She replied, “It is a waist chincher. I wear it to make my figure look better. Men appreciate a woman with an hourglass figure.”She then reached back and unhooked a dozen or so tiny hooks like Mom has on her bra. The chincher was placed on her skirt and then she unhooked her bra from behind.When she pulled it off I practically shouted, “You’ve got small tits.”She. I lay back and pulled her close to me. Her hand was resting on my bare chest and her right leg was resting on top of mine. Her fingers were gently running over my chest in small circles as she snuggled closer. My eyes had adjusted completely now to the blue light generated by my alarm, so I could see her hand moving slowly around my chest. I could see from how her head was that she was watching her hand move around as well. Her eyelashes would flutter every now and then. They had also brought along several bottles of the duke's wine. Pat and I had some of the wine, but weren't happy although it was excellent wine."What's wrong, Michael?" Shannon asked, sensing that something was amiss."We like ale, but they don't seem to have much of it here," I told her."Oh aye! We have all manner of ale at home, but we have heard of none here," Sheena told us. "These people all drink wine." Yes, we ate with the servants last night, and even they had wine. Not the best of.