“Why? do you not desire to compare me carnally to a wide variety of other young ladies before making your choice of bride?” Miss Eliza enquired.�...Indeed not madam,” Mr D’arcy explained somewhat painfully, “I merely wished to enquire if I might shoot a few of your pheasants as I fear I have slaughtered the vast majority of those at Manderley and the season has hardly begun.”“Indeed shoot away for we have peasants far in excess of our needs,” Mrs Bennet simpered, “gardeners, ostlers, idlers, why. Checking it was clear, she peered round the class. Everyone sat staring at their sheets, not one was focused on either of them. So she began un-buttoning the top four buttons of her shirt, loosely untying her school tie and letting the knot hang round her waist. Lifting her leg onto the table, the same way he sat, yet only one leg she posed it. Her skirt already high up and her leg lying on the table, she could tell she was showing her underwear to him. Something he liked, as he sat smiling.. She then unhooked her bra and let it slip off her arms and fall to the floor. She pulled a pink baby doll from the drawer and pulled it over her head. She pulled her ample breasts into position to fill the formed cups of the nightie. The material was a very sheer netting and it looked so good on her. She walked to the bed and pulled back the bed covers and lay down. She patted the bed next to her and wiggled her finger for me to come and lie next to her. I found myself drooling looking at her. My fingers move faster, deeper into you and I let them slide halfway up your cunt. My hand moves your hips, speeding your movements against my fingers and rubbing your ass against my hard cock. You place one of your hands on the wall to support yourself as you move your hips faster against my plunging fingers. You shiver. You feel yourself so close, on the brink. Your moans become a long, drawn out scream as the first convulsion of your orgasm rips through your body. In moments, I.