You run a finger up my leg wiping off some hot sex and place it in my mouth. I suck on your finger the same way I would suck on your cock. We kiss de...p and lustful again, before moving to the bed ready to start all over again……..We move to my bed. Slipping between the sheets we lay entwined and kiss gently not wanting the moment to end. Your hand brushes over my left nipple. Your touch making me moan softly as my body drives into an erotic frenzy. My fingers move and massage your bum as we. Hebreathed a cloud of perfume, almost like incense, and was lost in thedarkness of floor long drapes. He was led forward, into the open, andcame to a settee where a man and a girl stood up to meet them."Good afternoon, Mr Ridge... and Penelope. This is Jason, our sissy atPretty Boy."Jason got the picture in a flash, or thought he did. This was a masterand his sissygirl, and... well, goodness knows what he was going to haveto do if Miss Presswell was to be satisfied. The man was thirtyish. And maybe because I felt like I owed her or something. But I liked it too of course. But we never overdid it, there were a few times when I had to say no, when it was just absolutely impossible and she was okay with it but she would punish me for it later. I mean, she was her mother's daughter after all.And a couple of times she even made me do it when I was with mom. And I could have said no then too, but I didn't. Or, I did of course but just a little and then I kinda let her talk me into. One of the rapists took a knife from the table and drove it into the footman’s back, inflicting a mortal wound. As he lay dying on the floor, the footman pronounced a curse on the Carstairs family that went like this, “May all Carstairs women be defiled as my sister has been defiled, until the day a Carstairs women surrenders her body to a footman.” Sir Lucas drove the toe of his boot into the dying man’s side saying, “Carstairs women do not give themselves to menial scum.” The young man died..