I moaned his name and he whispered into my ear that he wanted to feel me cum around him. ”Cum, baby… Oh, that’s a good girl!” he commanded a... he started to feel my excitement around his cock. I felt my pussy tighten around him. I rode him harder and arched my back to feel him pinch my erect nipples. I moaned and tossed my head back. He always knew the places that responded to the touch of his hands. I leaned back riding him faster and faster. I could feel my clit rubbing against his pelvis. “No, she’s got the right of it,” Kara said. “Someday, you’ll be able to admit it, at least to yourself and to Jake. I’ll take it as a personal favor if you don’t rip his heart out before that day comes.”“Why do you guys keep saying that? He’s a boy, barely 14 years old. It wouldn’t be legal and it wouldn’t be moral.”“We say it because it’s the truth,” Kara said “and because it’s obvious to the rest of us. He may be 14, but he’s no boy. It wouldn’t be legal, but sometimes that’s not the most. “So it would seem,” Jane agreed, “I do believe his lordship enjoys the hurt and humiliation of mounting unwilling and unfortunate maidens more than he relishes the thought of making love, which is why he speaks so crudely of fucking rather than of love making.” Lord D stood abruptly and faced Jane, “Damn you woman, still your tongue or god help me I’ll mount you!” he threatened.“A clear example of his brutish nature Eliza,” Jane commented, “Cross him and he will tear your robes and your bodice. Apparently I was not the only person to ignore her. Crowds of City workers were vacating their offices in droves and seemed to be walking straight through her. Women dressed in back, authoritative dresses brushed past her without a single bit of recognition, while groups of men with loosened ties and drink on their minds didn’t even bother to cast a watchful eye at her ample cleavage. As I walked on I supposed I was also part of this homogenous mass, private within my own collective, hurrying.