“My pussy needs you,” I begged him as I grabbed my breasts while he fucked me with his stick. I felt like his private slut, his personal whore an...d I loved every second of it. He took the stick out my cunt and placed it to my lips. I licked my juices of it, before sucking the tip of it. “Kneel down!” he ordered. I knelt down on the hard concrete as he pulled his pants down to just above his knees. He put his cock in my mouth and I was all too happy to suck him. “You are a very good girl,”. As you see everything else fading away but this. Time begins to freeze and this is where you want to be, where you need to be. And as you find yourself reading this you can’t help yourself but let go and keep on reading. And now as you read this every word penetrates you deeper and you just find yourself losing into this as you picture how this would have felt for Sonam. It’s like meeting this irresistibly attractive man who knows how to treat you. And every other word which you find to be. ‘Thank you,’ I said as I then pressed my groin in close to his. ‘You hussy,’ he smiled. ‘Later. Let’s go for drinks.’ I pressed the bell and a few minutes later, Victor knocked at the door and led us downstairs to a lounge that was at least modern in its décor and we were then introduced to the others that were gathered there. First there was Lady Elizabeth Hawkins and Sir George Hawkins, mother and father respectively of Thomas. The Reverend Nathaniel Sturgess, his wife Matilda and daughter. I wanted to bury my nose up against it and ram my dick between the crease of her round ass! Somewhere deep within my stupor I heard her says "Thanks, honey" and look at me. I quickly refocused on her face.“You know mom, you smell really good, what are you wearing'?” I asked.“Why nothing, I haven't even showered yet.” she replied with a somewhat puzzled look on her face.“Really?” I asked. “I could have sworn I could detect something really nice.” I said as I let my face drop to the area of her.