I should have thought you, who suffered more than any of us, would have no tears for him. And he may have all the equipment to be a man, but that's as... far as it goes. He's bent as a dog's hind leg - queer as a three dollar bill! And today he came up against a REAL man and got slaughtered. And the Lady Fortescue has put in a successful bid for Gottman. In future we'll be getting our beatings from him. But at least there's the chance of a good shag once in a while if we please him!" What will. Ha! "I thought so," Emelda said, "you can take grave energy just like I can take sex energy. But perhaps, as we just saw, we should be careful of how much either of us try to handle." She touched my cheek with her hand and kissed me lightly on the lips and our energy mingled pleasantly. She pulled away."Emelda, I like kissing you," I said softly, "I really don't worry too much about what is proper as you know." I leaned my face into hers and she let me kiss her softly. I held the kiss. “This is Jayne my eldest,” Mrs Bennet declared.“Ah plain Jayne, how appropriate,” Mr D’arcy greeted her.“And Eliza,” Mrs Bennet indicated her second eldest.“I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure,” Mr Darcy smarmed.“Oh Mr D’arcy” Miss Eliza replied, “I can assure you that you would surely have remembered if you had had the pleasure of spearing my warm wet womb with your rampant member and feeling my well muscled thighs gripping and squeezing you, my rampant breasts and pert nipples spearing into. And a couple hours later when she did allow him to cum all over her hand, she would make him lick it clean. She would then force him to his knees and lick out her pussy. Sometimes even after she had just freshly fucked his father.So I was in fact his second cuckoldress, but I went a step further and let him watch. Which was in effect his ultimate desire.“ Fuck me daddy! Yes daddy ! Yes!”, I screamed though another orgasm under George’s big dick punishment.George was huffing and puffing and.