"My darling niece," she said, "I want you to know that you're largely responsible for what I'm doing. You see, you're so pure and good. And you're suc...h a wonderful reflection on the people who brought you into this world, your parents."Caitlin, I want to be like your mother. Then someday, if I pray very hard to Almighty God, and if I become a far better person than I've been so far, maybe someday I might marry and give birth to a child like you. Caitlin Fitzpatrick, that's my dream and I want. After all, I was no queen here, no mistress of the manor. I came looking for a dirty fuck, but I came in the state of mind where, if anybody had asked me, I would have denied it.I would even deny it now, if these guys bothered to ask. But they won’t.They had watched, downstairs, when I arrived. The mistress of the house, Alice, made a good show of ordering me to strip.It’s not as if I arrived dressed like a housewife, either. The trench coat I wore against the drizzle concealed a tight black. I knew I cant back out now. You smiled and came up to me. Still smiling, you roughly stuck your hand up my short and run your palm swiftly between my legs. "And you have the audacity to complain?" you whispered. "Youre pussy's already soaking wet at the thought of fucking them all." It was true. As scared as I am, I don't think I've ever been this turned on before!You pressed a couple of fingers hard against the wet material of my flimsy panties and pushed them into me, shoving the material. ““I would sooner discuss things with Alan first before taking things to the next stage.”“Yes, I suppose that you’re right.” He said with a sigh.She saw the look of disappointment on his face and leant closer to him. “But maybe I could stretch to a handjob,” she whispered.A look of relief came over his face. “That... that would be very much appreciated.”“If you slip me your room card I will leave you to finish off your drink.”She noticed his hand tremble as he took his card from his pocket and.