My friend Helen is coming for a week holiday. We will see you at dinner time. Thinking of you, Love, ME." I got up, went into her bathroom to wash my... face, and saw the burgundy bra and panty she had worn the day before neatly folded on the hamper. The recollection of what we had done the night before was still in my mind, and my erection started to grow. I lifted the cover of the hamper, and was greeted by her burgundy slip, along with bras, stockings, panties and pantyhose from the week. "Steve looked down at the two women, and found them both attractive. Looping Andrew's leash over his shoulders, and telling him to go sit on the couch until he was called for, Steve stepped up to Annette, who'd won the 'race' by a nipple, and put his hand to her chin. Tilting her head up to face him, he asked, "What do you want?" To serve, and to be used, Master," came the whispered reply. Annette's eyes were slightly teary, but she seemed more afraid of rejection than of anything else.Steve. " she stroked my cock "... right where you've got your fingers." Now?" Yeah, now."I slid my fingers out of her. Before I could press Jody downward onto the seat, she rolled toward me and straddled my lap. Her bare tits were right in my face, and I held her there while I licked and sucked on them. She let me for a while, enjoying it, but she wanted more. She sat down on my lap. My cock poked up between her thighs.Jody wrapped her fingers around me and raised up again. She closed her eyes in. Even though he had done this dozens of times, it still never became easier. “Lord Henry’s boat sank off the coast a week ago.” He paused as Lady Charlotte began to cry, feeling her body shaking as she sobbed.Charlotte looked up at Reverend Johnson, tears running down her cheeks, barely able to speak. “Were there any survivors?” Charlotte knew the ship had to have at least seventy or eighty people on it, including the crew. Someone must have survived!“It got caught in a hurricane and sank. All.