‘Hmm,’ responded William, ‘well if I don’t see you at cricket, perhaps we’ll see you at church a little more often.’ ‘Yes,’ interjecte... his aunt, agreeing mischievously, ‘if Harry gets all his jobs done on Saturdays, he will have more time for church on Sundays.’ ‘We’ll see,’ grinned her nephew, adding with exaggerated concern, ‘if aunt Diane is feeling particularly frail on a Sunday, I’ll make sure she gets here safely, but,’ he continued, ‘for my own part I have rather lost interest, to be. She would be there waiting for her.Now that Miss Lodge was gone, she had the rest of the night to herself. She hurriedly went to her servants quarters and changed into less conspicuous clothing than her maid's uniform.She too selected a tight fitting tubetop and miniskirt. But discarded the idea of no underwear. What she had planned didn't call for her to do anything out there. Only when the two of them would be back at the Mansion itself, alone.One nice thing about working for the Lodge's was. She sucked on them with expertise that only a woman could have. Ken sucked on mine in a rush before moving on. Miss Stevenson took her time and gave each one of them the same love and attention they deserved. She knew how to unlock things in me and the right buttons to push to make me scream. Where men fumbled, she rose and achieved where only a goddess could. She had the most wonderful mouth and I could not wait for her to eat my pussy, but she had other plans. She broke our contact to. ?They often would find reasons to spank me, tie me up, and even whip or cane me, for some made up reason; usually some imagined infraction of the school rules. I really liked the attention, and the pleasure I received. As time went on, I found I really got sexually excited from the aches and pains they gave me. I looked forward to it, actually, and could bring myself off quickly if they didn’t fuck me.?It wasn’t long before I really got my kicks at providing pleasure to the Brothers, and the.