She did as she was told. Looking me in the eye the whole time. "Open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out".She obeyed, and I grabbed the back of...her head, and pushed my cock deep into her mouth, feeling my cock curve down into her throat until I heard her gag. She pulled off, caught her breath, then gave me another toothy grin and went back on it. I kept fucking her throat, and when she started making that thick mucus, she knew just what to do with it and slobbered it all over my rock. But there were so many instances of bad behavior like that if she wanted to be honest about it, going all the way back to childhood. She'd always been extremely pretty. She'd even known at an early age that her ballet training was sculpting her body in ways that would pay sexual dividends as she matured. Had she always been a bit of an exhibitionist and a cock-tease? Had she always been willing to use her sexuality to gain attention or inflict wounds, without ever admitting that to. "Ah, Graves. About time." Sorry Ma'am. Jones was busy with the horses. I've arranged for someone else to assist, and brought him straight up." I think, Graves, that I can tell where he was, just from the odour. Jones, the lady of the house doesn't wish to be reminded of the activities in the stables, thank you kindly. I'd prefer you to wash before proceeding upstairs next time." Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir. Mr Graves told me there was some urgency." Graves, do I need to discuss this?" No, no Sir. I. What if it was overcast or cold? We had promised a cooling sponge bath but we could substitute a steamy bath. What if he had to meet a friend or his mother? We could have him come back later to get paid. In fact, we plotted all of the possible scenarios in detail. Details which inevitably brought Sophia to an orgasm. She loved thought of seducing this boy while I watched from behind some magic curtain. She loved the anticipation of this Saturday.So part of our plotting for this Saturday was for.