Flicking the sore nipple with his tongue, he pulls the other one high, and lets it go, before turning his tongues attention on it. He slips another fi...nger in her puss, as he bites down lightly on each nipple. Pulling his fingers out, he wipes them on her stomach, and then rubs them on her lower lip. He stands up, and pulls of his briefs, exposing his rock hard 7 inch cock. He leans over her face, knowing all too well, that she wants his cock. He rubs it on her lower lip, rubbing his pre across. As he redoubles his efforts, thrumming my clit like a guy playing rhythm guitar, I feel the base of his penis start to pulse, and I release his penis from my teeth, sucking hard and pumping perhaps an inch or so with my mouth. As I feel the first pulse shoot up his shaft, I bite down hard, grabbing his balls and squeezing, hard. The grunt of his orgasm rises, strangled, into a gargled wail of pain. I slam my hips down, grinding my clit and lips over his open mouth as the muscles all over his. I ate my dinner. The maid seemed unable to take her eyes from me. I read my book and then I went to bed.She came with an oil lamp in one hand and a cup of warm milk in the other.“Cook sent summat to warm you up,” she said. She put the lamp on the bedside cupboard and the milk beside it. She smiled at me and lofted her smock over her head. She kicked off her shoes and wrenching aside the bed clothes slid into bed beside me.“Er I think Cook meant the milk,” I ventured.“Ah well me cunt is. You know you want Timber. I was watching you yesterday letting Timber lick your mouth."My legs quiver, as I look at Chester with my mouth open. "What? Do you follow me around all the time! Look I am not going to participate in any more of your sick games. You can just go to hell!" Look peewee, here's the deal, you drop your panties and get down on your hands and knees and let Timber fuck you. If you don't, you know what will happen with the photos, don't you."My heart stops at his cruel words..