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“Dear god my head, my member, where are my breeches?” I demanded. “You tried to ravish me,” she explained, “But you hit your head.” Her dress had fallen away from her chest showing her small but perfectly formed breasts, “Oh?” “You tricked me into coming here, you have no children do you?” she challenged. “No, no I don’t, nor a wife nor have I had,” I admitted, as I sat up my head throbbing. “It is lonely here, I have needs, manly needs, I need a whore, but not a diseased whore, a gentlewoman to train as my whore.” “So you saw me as a whore did you, to use and cast aside like an old stocking?” she queried. “No, yes, sort of,” I agreed. “And what do you offer,” she enquired, “Slavery or is it to be a modest salary until I fall for a child and then the workhouse?” “Marriage,” I suggested, “If we suit.” “Then we have an accord,” she agreed, “Shall I lay for you now or wait until this evening?” “Excuse me?” I exclaimed. “An impoverished gentlewoman such as myself does not get an offer from a Lord every day so I accept,” she agreed, “Shall we consort here or in your bed?” “I own I am nonplussed,” I explained. “Oh very well, lie back and I shall please you as our chambermaids were wont to do to father,” she explained. I lay back and stared at the celing as she came forward, straddled me and began to sink down towards my member. She had to adjust her position a number of times but finally she was poised above my rigid pole. Slowly she sank down, the soft moist lips of her womb gently engulfed my member and with but a single stifled cry adorable she slipped the last few inches until entirely sheathed and then started rocking back and forth. “Do I please you?” she asked. “Please me?” I agreed, “I am in heaven.” “Good,” she agreed, “For I find your pole most agreeable.” I went to sit up to kiss her, Hot Babes but she shook her head, “Later.” My balls were churning, “Time to withdraw I alluring believe,” I announced. “No, please, not yet, tis too soon,” she replied but all at once my seed erupted wthin her. “Oh good lord I am transported, oooohhhh.” she gurgled in her ecstasy. And then it was done. We both in disarray, her dress torn, my breeches discarded. “Now you may kiss me,” she admitted, “And next time ask leave to mount me.” “I shall mount you when and where I please,” I countered. “When we are lawfully wed perhaps but until then beware.” she warned. She stood up letting her dress fall. She walked to the window, “How far does your estate stretch?” she asked. “Why, to the copse atop the hill, and beyond the corner of the valley side,” I explained. “It is important for a woman to understand what her son shall inherit,” she admitted, “I do believe if I Brunette rest my elbows on the window cill you might pleasure me as father pleasures the scullery maid when she bends over the sink.” “Do you spend every waking hour watching your father fornicate?” I asked. “Of course not,” she insisted, “My brothers do it far more frequently, its so unfair that they may consort freely and I might not for fear of falling for a child.” My mind reeled, she looked round at me as she rested with her elbows on the wide window cill and her buttocks pleasantly deported and displayed, “So shall you mount me?” she asked. “Why yes, but pray give me a moment to recover,” I replied. She wriggled her buttocks delightfully, “Oh well if you cannot oblige brown hair I shall seek an Ostler or gardener or some such to serve me.” “No, I will serve you, have no fear,” I asserted as I approached her, my member rigid in my hand once again. Her quim was still moist. Though, it was so alluring fast that didn’t actually learn much. “Was I?” Sorrow replied, not seeming to care. I went for my jeans next, still dazed. Only then did the girls emerge from their sleeping bags. He tried, but couldn’t think of anything clever to say. “Are you married?” “You know I have to work tonight.” Truly, this little slut from House Delgado was an insatiable nymphomaniac. OHHH I brown hair am going to cum again ... Brunette He asked, “Should we get going?” Her tongue was sticking out and charred black adorable to the Hot Babes point she could not speak.