After he had rearranged my underwear and tucked the donkey tail back into the crack between my nether cheeks the gentleman gently chuckled and said: �...You owe me a kiss, Tad! Better make it a good one!« It was to be a long sensual one, his mustache was tickling my nose, his hands roaming in my underpants and his dick was poking me in the belly! That was a bit rude too, and Wolf pulled his wet tongue out of my mouth and said: »Now run, Tad, and don't let me catch you again - you would be in. Her would-be husband, a foul Tory with a notorious reputation was now on his way north, bound and gagged, to what I hoped would be a long and painful questioning and then a short dance at the end of a stout rope.His brand-new and never-used wife, the former Louisa Maria Farnsworth of the Philadelphia Farnsworths, was a tall beauty of some seventeen summers who had reluctantly agree to the match at her step-father's instance. She now stood, lips slightly parted and a rather glazed look in her. The smacking ceased and my bottom glowed and tingled. Then the plug was withdrawn. My anus now felt sore.The other voice ordered me to get on all fours onto the bed.I was praying I would not be fucked in the ass, especially not with that massive cock. But I felt it, slapping against my sore cheeks. It was fully hard and erect.But however, this cock moved between my legs to my pussy lips.He pressed slightly and my cunt opened like a flower. I gasped as he entered me; but it was not unpleasant. . which she does in one fluid movement, body arching as she rises, hair flowing like brushed silk, body fluid and graceful, to appear, naked in front of Him. She stands perfectly still, barely breathing as His hand brushes her hair from her body so that He may view her flesh without obstruction, her skin almost burning from His touch. Once more His voice reaches her, controlled and deep... "To the table girl, with no sound"She pads on silent feet to the table, waiting at it's centre knowing He.