The pleasure was so powerful it was almost painful. I tried to stop it; I tensed every muscle in my groin that I had control of, and some I did not. I... fought to not come; I willed my body to hold off my release until I was ready for it. I groaned aloud with the strain."Unnnnnnngh – unnnnnnngh," she moaned with me. "Unnngh, unnngh, unnngh, unnngh, unnnnnngh."Sherrie was clutching at the bedcovers, my body, the bedpost...anything that would give her something to hold on to. Then her hands. I was prepared for a sulfurous exclusion, but her kindness became too much!At first, I tried to choke the first sneaks, but the tears soon ran into rivers and I realized that my makeup ran and formed black stripes along the cheeks. I did not cry out of fear or shame but of relief, it felt like I was a little girl who would be comforted by a nice friendly aunt.-Come with me my little friend and we'll see what we can do for you! she whispered as she led me to the drying room.In the drying room. I don't think I really expected her to answer.I went to bed as soon as the sun went down. I lie in bed calling her name in the dark. Again, nothing happened.Why did she appear that night? It was while I was masturbating. Could that have something to do with it? I recalled that I also first heard her voice while masturbating.Figuring it was worth a try, I pulled the blanket off of me and began to masturbate slowly. I didn't use a condom since I wasn't trying to orgasm. I just wanted to contact. Must be a salesman. Bloody cheek,coming to the front door instead of using the tradesmen's entrance.Tell the footman to have him thrown out.' Bloody hell, I thought. This was definitely not the way I had hopedour meeting would go. 'Yes, Mr Baker.' I heard Emma's footsteps returning towards my room. Fortunately, shedidn't appear to summons a footman on the way, and when she openedthe door, she was smiling just as nicely as when she had left. 'I'm sorry. Mr Baker is a very busy man. I wonder if.