But still she used her tongue to tease me. I couldn’t stand it any longer. ‘Take me!’ I screamed at her. ‘Please, I can’t take anymore!’ I... wanted to say more, but her tongue shoved deep inside me and once again, the sound caught in my throat. My head reared back and my body arched as I felt her begin to fuck me. My hands shot towards each side of the bed and grabbed at the covers as my hips bucked wildly underneath her. Her tongue was licking at me, diving inside me, and then out again as her. Bathsheba burst into tears, not because of the fate of Clark but she now had no employer, or accommodation.“What shall I do, master? Where shall I go?”“I see no reason why you should not remain here until ordered to leave. Is there any food in the house?”She stopped sniffling. “There’s some bread and bacon in the pantry, but I can always fill my belly by working on my back.”I fixed her with a stern gaze. “Clark is dying of the pox, and it is highly likely you too are infected. You cannot be. It was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I was in heaven as she began bobbing her head slowly. She could almost fit her mouth around it and she attempted to several times, but gagged. I felt like I was going to cum way too soon so I did my best to hold it in. She began just sucking on the head as she wrapped a hand around the shaft and stroked quickly. It seemed like 50,000 things were rushing through my mind and I couldn’t describe how great it felt. I told her in a whisper “I’m cumming” and. Damn martyr.Marcus was waiting just inside the dojo when I came out of the bathroom, his usual kind expression on his face as he spoke with Sensei. It was an interesting picture. Marcus was a little over six-feet of well-groomed, older gentleman, his skin lightly golden where you could see it, his tailored butler's suit helping to hide his well-muscled build. Kind blue eyes and short, dark brown hair just going to grey, he could have been somebody's grandfather.Sensei was a bare inch taller.