The servant leaves and as soon as she is out of my sight a horn sounds and a knight that I recognize disrobes and walks towards me. I can see his memb...r is already hard, he sticks his member inside of me feel the tip of it split my pussy part, I let out a moan as it feel wonderful. As soon as he enters me, I hear the horn sound again. This time it’s a Lord from the nearest keep to ours. He disrobes and walks toward me, his member is not as hard or large as the knights. He sticks it to my lips. "Well, okay, but it makes me feel old when you call me Mr. Gaines." Yes! Sorry, but you are old!" she reminded me. I just sighed: I suppose it was going to be Mr. Gaines after all. I had to give her credit. She stuck to her guns. My little neighbor girl was growing up. But even though the obvious truth was becoming clearer to me, I certainly wasn't prepared for what happened next. I looked her way, only to see her staring intently between my legs yet again:"Um, Mr. Gaines," she said. I was correct in my appraisal, beneath the dress she wore only bikini cut panties. Her breasts, again freed, swayed as she lifted first one foot, then the other, to allow me to remove her dress, and drape it over a chair. I loosened my necktie, and turned her from me, as I gathered her wrists at the small of her back. I tightened the knot of the cravat about her wrists, then took a couple of additional turns for security. Once I turned Sandra back to me, she was wide eyed, and I could see her. The front pews were taken up by a large group of visitors, noble and rich people, who had come to celebrate with Richard and Ellen. Before their friends and relatives and the assembled country folk, the new squire of Woodbridge Manor, Richard Lord Lambert and his lovely bride, Ellen Trilby Wilkes, exchanged their marriage vows. The Hon. James Palmer, the eldest son of Lord Brougham, served as Richard’s best man, whilst Eleanor Carter had difficulties maintaining a facade of happiness serving as.