Grinning, “tut, tut, my little one”, she dared not look at him, Sir ordered her off the sofa, and told her to strip, she took off her skirt and to...p, stood there naked before him, he sat on the sofa, looking at her, her face crimson with guilt.He ordered her to her knees, unbuttoning his jeans, exposing his hard cock, he grabbed hold of her hard forcing her mouth onto his cock, pushing it to the back of her mouth, sucking on his cock, as he controlled her head with her hair, pushing it up and. Standing no more than two feet away was a gorgeous blonde female in a dark flowery satin mini dress with her legs covered in shiniest pair of red tights or stockings I’d ever seen. She was certainly in her late thirties or even her early forties but she was beautiful but who is she and how has she just appeared in my basement cell??Oh, this is even better than I imagine,? came the most wonderful middle England accent. ?You must be Sam Tyler, I’m Erin Stone and it is so wonderful to meet you. It’s been a ... I ... I haven’t ... well ... after IT happened ... I stopped having sex. It’s been way over ten years and then you ... well, me ... you ... you and me ... we did things I haven’t done in YEARS.“I was feeling particularly morose before I decided to cut through your yard and see if I could shake the crowd and do some shopping to make me feel better. Sheldon is fine without me. He’s used to my crazy, unpredictable, schedule. I travel, stay out late with crew and party pretty hard. She shuddered at my touch, as I murmured, This is still only a 2, you know. Are you ready for a 3? Without waiting for her reply, I slipped my hands round to her front and cupped her beautiful young breasts. The fabric of her white lacy bra was soft to my touch, her breasts firm beneath it. Her breathing quickened as I massaged her young breasts through her underwear. With one hand, I felt for the clasp, and opened her bra. As the white lace fell away, her tits sprang free and bounced gently..