She reviewed what Herbert had said in his last communication, just before she left Metropolis. "Ore bore has encountered coal now, Sylvie. That is muc...h easier to bore through, but if is a soft bituminous coal, that may be difficult for our tunnel plans. We may have to strengthen the tunnel walls in that location. However, that is the point of our exploration: finding where we have to alter our planned route, or change the tunnel walls to suit the environment. We will probably have to change the. I did find the whole experience satisfying in a kind of way as I knew I was pleasing my Mistress and hopefully Sir as well, although neither of them had any conversation for me. Once finished I poured them both a brandy and cleared the table, Mistress told me I could eat anything left in the kitchen that they had not eaten and to do the washing up. She also said she would call if they needed something. A short while later I heard my Mistress call ‘philippa’. Of course he was by far the best lover she had ever had. Even on their honeymoon, Randy hadn't even come close to creating the desire and passion within her that Trent could almost instantly. A few seconds in the presence of the boy and she was his to do with as he pleased. She was helpless to resist him.Even though Randy had acknowledged her adultery with Trent and allowed, no encouraged, her to continue, she still felt an intense shame and guilt even as she lowered herself onto Trent's lance. Much to my surprise nothing happened, her large breasts just stayed, bouncing pertly. Her large dark nipples stood out against the light flesh of her breasts. I felt my shirt drop off to the floor, as Bex also dropped to her knees. She tugged down my tight boxers, allowing my solid cock to spring up freely. It was inches from her face, as she took it in her soft small hand and seemed to study it closely. She then leant forward taking it deep into her soft, warm, mouth. I felt my legs begin to.