Even after several years in the manor, Katherine has avoided Lord Quincy’s attention. She believes the difference must be physical, for Isabel carri...s a lithe frame, petite lines and olive complexion. Katherine is a study in contrast, milky white flesh with buxom figure. Her thickly curled auburn mane spills to her ample waist. Indeed, the extravagances of Lord of the Manor must lie elsewhere. Katherine creeps into the kitchen, where she pours a cup of fresh well water from a pitcher. Sipping. The more I licked and sucked on Deena’s clit and wetpussy, the louder she moaned and squeezed my head withher thighs.“YES! EAT MY PUSSY GARY! EAT ME! MAKE ME YOUR BITCH” shescreamed out.I continued to eat her pussy making it so wet. Then Ilicked my way up her stomach, stopping to run my tongueinto her belly button, then I worked my way up to hertits. I sucked her nipples for a few seconds. I kissed my way to one of her ears.“Suck my cock you fucking bitch,” I. She was also screaming in ecstasy as I slapped her fiercely. She then pressed her hands on my throat as if strangling me but I learnt that this was the part of the pleasure process. I also slapped her on the face and she started to vulgarly abuse me while slapping me all the more. I also loved this sweet pain. My balls were really full now and I held my heavenly mother by her waist and started pumping like a mad bull in the sanctum sanctorum of my birth. I even watched my cock as I took it out. "Mmm, oh, you're doing fine, Brian, this is wonderful, very good."I was going faster and faster and I felt a sensation on the end of my cock, a tingly, sensitive feeling and, then, I felt my body tense as I thrust hard into her as my cock gushed deep into her."Oooh, Debra, oh, I love you, I love you," I said as she also gripped me tight and bucked her hips against me and swung her legs up around my back and pulled me deep."OOOH, OOOH, Brian, oh, honey, oh, yes, you make me feel so good, oh,.