“Charles, you are out of bed?” I asked with surprise. Even though he was capable of walking and sat for dinner he usually got tired afterwards and... went to sleep right away.“Yes! I have so many questions. What did Madame Parrish mean about all of that?” he asked me wide-eyed and curious.“I help with the farming. We have a lot of land to till and plow for planting and I must get my rest, Charles” I insisted. He objected and said he had read so many books about farming and wanted to help but I. "Oh Tony, this feels so good," she murmured. Emma switched to holding her clit with two fingers, like she did on Friday night, and began a small stroking motion. I felt my cock, it had softened slightly, dripping pre-cum. Emma was stroking faster now and I noticed her hips begin a small thrusting motion. "Are you close?" I asked. "Oh yes... I'm so close, Tony. Please put your fingers into my pussy!" I did as she asked and it seemed to send her wild. Her thrusting became so intense I could. I needed to say stopbut that is hard to do with a mouth full of thickdick. Then I felt something trying to get into my ass.With my legs tied in the air ass spread and just hadbeen fucked hard could it be Ben? Better yet what isit? I couldn't see with Marks dick still in my mouthand still oozing cum. Then again I felt it pushinghard against my hole. Still I was being jacked off andsending my body into trimmers. All at once I felt likethe very bottom of that but plug had went inside me. Itried to. "Damn," he cursed as he felt his body start to stir, just from the memory. "Down boy," he ordered as he pushed the button for the elevator with his knuckle. This wasn't about seduction. This was about making amends.The doors slid open and he stepped inside, turning and knuckling the button for her floor, watching the doors slide shut slowly. He stood at the back of the car, watching the numbers slip slowly upwards as the elevator crept its way towards her floor.Leaving the elevator, he hurried.