”They both laughed. I tilted my head and waited for all of them to precede me to the door. Outside, the Count stood at the foot of his carriage, loo...ing very pleased to see us. He wore his finest courtier clothes. A number of lancers were prancing around the road, burning off some of the excess energy of their high-strung black stallions. The people around the square had stopped their daily routine to watch us. The noble’s carriage, escort and expensive horseflesh made the crowd interested. “It was only for a second. It’s not like I made him cum,” she replied.“Didn’t make him cum yet, you mean? Who knows what would have happened if I hadn't interrupted you,” I said.“Nothing, I swear! It’s not going to happen again. Just go back upstairs to bed,” she explained.“Yeah sure, you sounded way too excited about how hard his dick was,” I said.“It was just a surprise. I’ve never felt anything so big, or so hard before,” she said trying to hold back a smile.“Yeah, there is no way I’m. I looked around and was slightly relieved at the fact that the windows surrounding the rear of the SUV were heavily tinted. Once the hatch was closed, I slid Erica's keys into my drenched pussy, secured the cuffs around my ankles and then my wrists, leaving me on my knees, arms spread above my head, facing the hatch of the SUV. As scheduled, Erica returned in five minutes and opened the hatch of the SUV. Without saying a word, she looked me over, then slid her finger up into my pussy to. Worse was the constant work of smiling and being soothing to patrons. It was exhausting and made her brain drained too, and there wasn't a smile left in her. Not even for her cheerful boy Shawn, the skinny redheaded who always was trying to raise her spirits. He was there for her whenever she got home from her daily grind, especially if she had to stay late. But the finest smile she could manage was wan and weak. Her son shared the fiery mane and pale complexion and slender build of his.