She dipped her tongue inside, then sucked on the tip while she pushed her hand back down to the bottom, pulling the head into her mouth and rolling he... tongue around it before pressing her tongue to the underside of my cock and sucking in pulses.She closed her mouth around tightly after pushing all the way down, making herself gag for a few seconds, before sucking as hard as she could all the way off of it. Her lips finally fluttered over the ridge of the head of my cock and pulled off with a. "He saw the looks on the faces of the men and knew they didn't believe him. He added, "No shit, men. She's never done anything like this before. I've been talking to her for about a month and telling her all the nasty things I was going to make her do. She's really hot for it. The bitch was begging me to fuck her and make a whore out of her."I don't know how much of that the men believed. But I don't think they really cared as long as they got their "dance" with Paula. Money started changing. ‘Come on,’ I said as I stood up and helped her up as well. ‘Let’s get you to bed so you can sleep it off.’ I helped her up the stairs and into her bedroom. Just before I was about to put her to bed, she said she wasn’t feeling well and started gagging. I knew what was coming, so I rushed her to the bathroom and held her hair back for her while she vomited in the toilet. Once she was done, I wiped the drool hanging from the corner of her mouth before tucking her into bed and leaving her to get. To that end, servants on an estate - good ones, that is - cultivate the ability to discern, without being told, what the master and mistress might be in need of in any random situation. Say, for instance, that Cynthia, the parlor maid, happens to look out a window, and sees Her Ladyship, in somewhat disheveled condition, with bits of straw clinging to her hair, which is down, rather than coiffed. And say that Cynthia also sees her lady's two maids, looking like they had been dragged behind a.