Lady Blackthwaite would disarm me with a cleverremark and somehow make the whole thing my fault.Or I could make up a story that would embarrass no one..."I'm on a gap year, and I wanted to see the Lake District," I said. "Imet Lord and Lady Blackthwaite up on Orrest Head, and we got to talking,and eventually Lady Blackthwaite made me an offer I couldn't refuse." Were you a maid in America?" Madge asked."No, ma'am," I said. "I was a brain surgeon." That got a mild laugh, andmore to the point, no. I had Kitty ta lie down on the bench an' stepped over her so that I straddled her body as I bent over ta shave the left lip. This seemed ta be workin' OK, except I felt somethin' funny on my balls. I looked back an' found that my balls was hangin' right in front of Kitty's face, an' what I was feelin' was her breath disturbin' the hair growin' on my ball sack. Neither she nor I thought it was funny, but the other women nearly split their sides laughin' at the situation. Kitty turned her head,. He grabs her by the hair, making her take complete cock down her throat. She also spat a bit on the floor as she got some precum in her mouth. After a few minutes of sucking, she lies down on the bed. Now he gets on top of her kissing her neck, making her moan.I could see she was getting warm. He gently grabbed both her boobs and started sucking her nipples. He opens a bottle of chocolate syrup and spills on her boobs, and now licks that syrup with a lot of fun. She keeps on moaning as he bites. This encounter wasn’t about him at all. She was swallowing his shaft like an all-day lollipop strictly for her own pleasure and purpose. It was her toy until she decided otherwise.There was nothing to do but watch her work and enjoy the ride. Oddly enough, her technique was rather crude, almost as if this was the first blow job she had ever attempted. Still, what the demon lacked in experience was more than compensated by a single-minded devotion to the task at hand.She paused, eyes going wide,.