It certainly helped that I was wearing one of my highest pair of high heels. The sound of her wetness squelching around my cock as I moved in and out ...of her pussy was exciting me to new heights. Before long our juices were mingling, my plastic cock dripping with thin strands of Karen's wetness, my own thighs shining and slick. My pussy was aching for want of something hard and thick inside me, but the continuous rapid vibrations against my clit, and the thrill of being able to literally fuck my. ) before filling them with tea and passing them to us.With a contented sigh, I sipped my tea and watched as the server headed off towards another table. "Now that's how you end a meal." Pig," Amy snorted, just loud enough for me to hear, but there was a smile in her voice. She moved her cushion closer to mine and we enjoyed the show.The dorm wing was eerily quiet for a Saturday night with all of the other Girls at the hockey game. I was disappointed when Amy headed off to her room, but that all. “My life changed forever in that moment. I came to the estate as a dog-bitch; I was now a Lady of the Estate.“Initially, it was almost too much to digest. I remained in the little maid’s room for several days, not thinking anything of it. It was Helen and George who finally moved me into the master bedroom that had been Mr. Thrower’s. They were comfortable in their room and it was nearly identical, anyway. That, of course, was the room that Dori now has. The house, the estate, had been Mr.. When I felt Mom's hips begin to move again, I kissed them both and left them to it. Will was still sketching.We stayed at the ranch for supper, and while the folks and Bessie talked over coffee, Will and I went upstairs with Dan and Beth. Afterwards, we left for home.Before Will and I went up to bed, he said, "Lucy, Sam, I thought you might like this." He gave them a sheet from his pad.They were making love in the clearing, out in the open, their passion joyful and pure. To one side, separate.