Then he smiled and leaned down a bit. He gave a nice kiss and put his arms under me. Then my heart started beating quickly once again. I guess our sex...life was great for awhile, but the excitement didn't stick around completely. But now he was fucking me on the table. He didn't wanna put too much weight on the table, it wasn't big, but not too small either. But he stayed on his feet OK. “Well I certainly like this. It's really kinky Jeff,” I said. “I know. Just like your brother fucking you.. It was then that I recanted such use of the ring on Miss Woodhouse. "But I find myself unable to do so with you." Oh well, I shall have to contain my disappointment at not being raped," she said."Miss Woodhouse!" I said scandalized."Lord Northam!" she said mocking me. "Please, it is all this reading I do. The classics are simply full of rape. One cannot read any classic without a rape it seems. A girl does have to wonder about it then, doesn't she? Where did all these rapes vanish to? What. When she did the loose fit of her blouse allowed me to have a great close-up view of her perfect perky round firm breasts. I licked my lips and nearly drooled at the sight. Sherry moved closer and began to examine my leg and foot. She grasped my foot and asked if that caused any pain. I said it didn’t. Then she grasped me around the ankle, squeezed it a bit, and asked her question again. My response was the same. Then she went higher….onto my lower thigh, and repeated her question and I again. "Patience my pet," he chided. He climbed on the table with her as he continued his journey, exploring and treasuring her. Goosebumps spread in waves as he licked the sensitive skin beneath her navel. She pulled against the restraints, overcome with the need to feel him pressed against her. By now he had reached her breasts. He teased one of her already hard nipples with his teeth, tongue, and lips while he pinched and pulled the other one in his fingers. His thigh was pressed against her pussy.