His only son, the Viscount Oxenhome, was some thirty years younger, married but with no children. Priscilla had no illusions about her status, but rea...oned that if she played her cards right she could be promoted to parlour maid where she might meet some rich visitor who could be persuaded to take her into his bed, and then blackmailed into taking her up the aisle to a life of luxury.To give her credit, Priscilla worked hard, as well as conniving and plotting and by 1937 she was under-parlour. . I gaged a little and it seemed to turn him on! He was face-fucking me and calling me a nasty slut. I was now fingering myself and he knew it.... Soon, I felt his cock spasm again and he pulled out and shot all over my breasts!" That's so hot" I said with a smile, then added, "you're such a nasty little whore, aren't you?" I am" she added, then continued. "When we fucked, we began with me on top" she explained, "I rode him hard and came all over his cock.... But then I wanted to keep as much. "He said brokenly, "s*s -- oh, s*s! You're so hot and slick, it's like nothing I ever felt before -- all juicy and like velvet. Man! I'm getting into my beautiful sister's pussy."She felt the head thrust into her outer cunt lips, and knew the thrill as it penetrated, stretching the labia, as it came on into the next frail barrier and shoved it aside, also. He was into her snatch then, pushed the length of his long, hard prick all the way into her wetly grasping vagina.Lorena knew a strange new. Soaping her up made me horny and resulted in an extremely hard boner. She didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to wash me all over including my stiff cock.We dried off and headed for the bed. We kissed and ran our hands all over each others bodies. I spent extra time fingering her nipples and then slowly moved on down to her pussy. Meanwhile she seemed to enjoy playing with my extremely hard cock. I started kissing my way down her body. Moving slowly down from lips, neck, tits, nipple, stomach,.