The colonel continued to prove to be gentlemanlike, and his occasional embraces were not over-amorous. Helena found she had no reaction to his kisses;...neither disgust nor pleasure and this lack of reaction made her all the more curious about the conversation with Jean Claude.Having wrapped up his affairs of the heart neatly, the Colonel left for London for more important affairs of business and state. Helena felt guiltily relieved and enjoyed a few days of freedom in Bath before her return home. There was something about this spot and the way his thumbs moved that made her ssquirm. She couldn’t take much more of this. She flipped over and gave him that smile. The smile that told him it was time to make this a very sensual massage. Time for her to be teased before her orgasm. He started with her breasts and after massaging them, leaned in to kiss them. Then he began to suck on each nipple. “Harder,” she moaned. She was in no mood for subtleties tonight. His hands pinched and played with. Harold, nude, was sitting on the table, a pink-haired boy busily sucking his cock. Using both hands on the long skinny penis.Oddly, I wasn’t bothered by the sight. Certainly not offended. My outlaw girlfriends and I had given plenty of blowjobs in front of each other. Back in the day. I’m married now of course, and ever so respectable.This was another new boy, not one of Ramone’s. Young of course. White. Eyes closed in concentration as he diligently strove to please Massa.As I calmly watched. “Afraid so old girl,” D’arcy apologised as he slid his shrinking member from her.“Er about the rest of the Hundred guineas?” Eliza queried.“In your dreams,” he retorted.“Bastard!” she replied.“You’re beautiful when you’re angry,” D’arcy reassured her. His member swelled again and before they knew it she was once again firmly screwed to the bed by his pulsing cock.“Are you insatiable?” Eliza asked.“Not usually, one shot wonder who comes too soon generally,” he apologised, “Er don’t fancy.