I lifted her up so she was facing the small mirror and her beautiful small feet perched on the sink basin. With that I ripped off her nylons and start...d to rub her pubis gently through the satin fabric slowly, then suddenly hard and fast. She moaned in excitement of my fingers rubbing the soft delicate skin of her folds. I could see the rips in her stockings in the reflection this just turned me on even more.“Jack stop teasing me I’m ready I’ve been ready for some time!”I was rock hard again. She looked so hot and preety no one could had stopped staring if he was in my place.. she slapped me hard sayn how dare you stare at me without asking.. I looked down ..it was night time mistress payel and mistress sarah came for visit.. they sat in the linving room and were gossiping abut there work and boyfriend mistress payel was a tattoo artist and mistress sara is a eurology doctor.. I bougt shampane for them they were making fun of me as eack time I kneel the dress was so small it. Eyes on the horses that seem like they were made from the fires of hell. That wasn't the worst thing. The worst thing was the riders. They were big men with strong arms and legs. They were like giants to even the very big, much less a small innocent woman like Kurumi. They wore black robes that seemed to be made from the darkness of the night. They had no skin, rather just bones that somehow held in place. Be it held by magic, no one dared to question why. To make matters worse, they have found. ”The frustration was huge. I was wild for her body. Inhibitions and fear had melted away when Mrs Spencer had started to rub at her sex. “Mrs Spencer, please…”Her eyes flashed fire as she levered upright. “Sammy, stop fucking asking, all right? I’m not fucking you.”With that, Mrs Spencer clambered off the bed, scooped up her dressing gown, and left me gawking, the afterimage of her buttocks jiggling as she hip-swayed away imprinted on my mind’s-eye.***The following morning, Mrs Spencer woke me.