As I prepared to walk out into the field one woman stopped me. She gave me a little jar. ‘He will be needing this, Missy. It’s something that Mist...ess Sugg cooks up. It don’t smell too good, but it will be very soothing for his hands.’ I took my bundle to Sir Danbury. He looked up and smiled. Oh Diary, if hadn’t been in love with him before I would have fallen all over again with that smile. ‘Miss Swinson. This is so kind of you.’ I couldn’t say anything, it seemed as if my tongue had swollen. I kissed his neck; right where I knew would make him moan. I whispered between kisses, tormenting him, asking him politely "Please let me fuck you, let me ride your cock... please... I need it"I pushed his kilt up to his waist and held his hard cock, lowering myself onto it. He gasped, moaning my name softly in my ear. I had to fuck him hard and deeply, to let him feel me shake and squirm on top of his cock. I knew people would be looking for us soon or wondering if we had gone home so I took. "Well, I can think of something to correct it. Just build in a bra, and disguise it to look 'period'. As for trying to squeeze my waist smaller, forget it," Courtney stated calmly.The time for leaving for the ball was fast approaching. We were all dressed in our 'period' finest. I felt awkward, to say the least. Courtney and Ben carried it off like they were old hands at it. For all I knew, they were."Ok, Brenda, now comes the tricky part," Ben said."What do you mean? We do have invitations,. "I was dumbfounded to say the least. Here was a smoking hot woman, dressed to provoke, handing me a barrel of wine in a glass ... and speaking politely to me on top of everything else. "Drink. Drink," As she motioned with her hand. I tilted the glass to my mouth. The first sip was excellent, and I paused to comment. "Shhh," she said, "just drink it up." So I did.This happened on my doorstep – before I even got into the house. As I finished the wine, "C" leaned down to take my briefcase from my.