All of sudden she asked me what it was there. I said: “What do you feel?”“It’s a hard cock.”“Yes, and it isn’t mine. Now stroke it.”Wh...n Miranda rubbed and jerked on the stranger’s cock, I played with her pussy through her shorts. I knew she was turned on because they were becoming quite wet.“Get down on your knees and suck it,” I ordered.Miranda complied and I could hear a gasp from the other room when her mouth engulfed the strange cock. While she sucked, I pulled up her shirt and played with. Not much in it, of course - a few pairs oftrousers, some nice white shirts. She had nothing of particular value tobring with her, and not even a gold coin to her name. She had some hopethat her parents would see her off with some money,but it was little morethan a vague dream.She'd have to get used to living without servants, of course. She'd spentthe last two years learning to do everything they did, though: how toclean, how to cook and how to dress herself. The head of staff had evenwritten. Not by a long shot. Eating Kim had revitalized his cock. Once again it was hard as a rock! ‘Get on your knees!’ he told Kim. ‘What?’ Kim asked. She moved her leg and felt his hard cock. ‘My God, Bobby! You’re hard again!’ Quickly, she turned and knelt on the blanket, presenting her beauteous ass to him. Her body, covered with a light sheen of perspiration, glowed in the bright moonlight. Bobby moved behind her, gripped his cock in his hand, centered it on her sopping opening then slammed it. I took her hand in mine. "Not in any way," she said.She smelled good and her chest rose and fell more rapidly atop her low-slung black dress with its edging of violet lace. She fingered a locket between her high, firm breasts. I could not tell if she was wearing stays, but the dress seemed so hard and tight about her ribs, that I doubted it. She sat up very straight and her eyes actually glistened with eagerness. She licked her lips with the pink tip of her tongue and looked up at me. I got in.
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