” Eliza cautioned. “One cannot shoot Peasants.”“In the lord’s name why not?” Mrs Bennet exclaimed, “If one might not shoot them how is d...iscipline to be maintained?”“Miss Eliza, I have done you a dis-service,” Mr D’arcy exclaimed, “I had thought you the most idiotic and completely deluded woman I had ever met but I own you are indeed quite sane compared to your mother.”“How are we to impose discipline Mr D’arcy if we cannot shoot the miscreants?” Mrs Bennet demanded. “One cannot carry a rack. Always enhancing her eyes and lips the most which always turned me on as I watched her putting it on......all the while learning how to do the same to my own face. I spent many evenings in my "Brenda" mode and came to enjoy them quite a bit. Well the time came and she moved on to another profession where we had much the same Mon thru Fri schedules effectively ending Brenda's visits. I truly missed her but wasn't sure how to get her back. Then one night while sharing fantasies Linda told me. And don't get hard anymore but I can still cum. I kept imagining his black cock going in my wife's white pussy. About 4:so she put on a sun dress with no bra but had a stretchy bodice that held up her mature know floppy tits.I asked her if she had any panties on and she just grinned and asked me what I thought? said she might want to give him easy access.A little before 5 she told me I had better leave for a couple of hours, she needed some time to herself, I told her I knew she meant she. I feel your pussy clamp down on my cock as you flail around, still bound firmly, like a catfish in a wet sack. Your body convulses and twists and struggles against the ropes holding you firm as the incredible orgasm takes you away. I hold the vibrator on your pussy as you cum over and over, each orgasm bigger than the last until at last you collapse completely and utterly drained, your senses ripped apart and leaving you semi-conscious and gasping for breath. You might have gotten your.