She ground her pussy against me each time she came. When she was satiated, she reached down to stroke my rod inside the tight little satin panties. Af...ter bringing me to the point where I was ready to come, she jerked her hand away and gave me a deep soulful wet kiss on mouth. Licking her lips with a smile as she said, ”I just love the taste of pussy juice.” She then handed me the white dress she had laid out for me to wear. The dress looked like that one that Marilyn Monroe wore with an. Until I was about twelve years old I never went to school, there was a governess in the house who instructed me, and the other children, my father was nearly always at home. I was carefully kept from the grooms and other men servants; once I recollect getting to the stable yard and seeing a stallion mount a mare, his prick go right out of sight in what appeared to me to be the mares bottom, of father appearing and calling out "What does that boy do there," and my being hustled away. I had. Then after a few months, it got stale. So I had 2 girls together.That was fun.And expensive.But thanks to my late father, money wasn't a problem. Then I tried a little bdsm. And that was fun for a while. I even met a regular, Sofia. She was from Prague, a real stunner. Small tits, very slim, but beautiful. I preferred curvy women more to be honest. I made the mistake of saying it to Sofia tonight when I was tied up.Big mistake. She got very angry.Shouting and cursing in whatever language she. The music was drowned out by the sounds of him feasting on her flesh. That was until she heard moaning. Wanton, slutty, whorish sounds...like someone getting that late night just dessert. Oh...it was her. She took a deep breath and turned around in his arms, as if that would deter him, her hands against his chest. Flustered, flushed and moist to the point of sweating; she licked those full lips of his and she could swear...he got harder. He got his hands right where he wanted them all night; on.