The lusty young men of the village were ever wary when closeted close to the maiden Prissy, for her sire was well-known to be most harsh with those sc...llions employing loose hands on her personage. Thus, poor Prissy was fated to be devoid of spouse and deprived of sensuous intimacies with the opposite gender.The young maiden was pitied by both the married ladies of the village and by the sexually promiscuous young maidens who worked beside her serving ale to the randy males drinking with. She shook with excitement. ‘Yes!’ she yelled triumphantly, gripping the steering wheel tightly, he probably hasn’t had sex for at least four very long weeks. Her nipples tightened, as did her midriff. She emitted a very long sigh and then looking out the side window swore – though she’d been driving carefully she’d sailed past the entrance to her apartment block, now some 200 yards back. ‘What’s that boo-boo compared with a month without sex,’ she giggled aloud. Rarely did she feel so happy. ...????? With my left hand I reached for theslipper that I hadn't used yet, and gave as much force as I could to my stillred and throbbing tits, left, right, left, right, left, right... I stared withalmost detachment at myself in the mirror, wishing that I had videod this wholeexperience, but knowing that I would in the future, and so much more... Mybreathing was heavy now and every blow brought me ever nearer to the point ofno return- I made a small groan almost subconsciously, and. As he sat in the dining room Willard found him and quietly spoke, "Sir, there is a woman in the drawing room that insists on speaking with you. I am afraid it might be unpleasant." Tom looked at his face for some idea of what was going on, but his stony expression gave nothing away. He nodded his head and went to see what unpleasant business awaited him now.Tom was not in a good mood, but it had mellowed from the mornings activities. He was not prepared for the matronly exhibition that was.