I then licked harder, my tongue going between her outer lips, tasting her nectar and ending up on her hardening clit. I licked circles around her clit...as Anita began to moan. Then I moved down and stuck my tongue into her pussy as deep as it would go, flicking it in and out and up and down tasting her sweet juices. Anita was pulling me to her with her legs and grinding her pussy into my face. I was driving my tongue in and out of her cunt as she bobbed her hips up and down, then I moved down. ” She stammered as she took another step forward. Completely forgetting about her robe as it fell open. I could see most of her tits, but the robe still covered the nipples. “I’ll do anything if you won’t tell your father!”She had real tears forming in her eyes as she stood before me with this incredulous look on her face.I couldn’t help but let my eyes drift from hers down to her mostly exposed breasts, then down to her muff, then quickly back to her eyes. After a couple of these looks she. .."You'll do as I say my pathetic whore c***d, I own you"By now I have you sat bum on the edge of the sofa you lying back legs spread and your cock throbbing through white panties visible through the black but see through tights. I rip open a hole only by your arse, pull your panties aside and lick your clean shaven hole probing with my long tongue, then inserting lubed up fingers. I take you to my bedroom and lay you on the bed on your back hands tied to the bedstead pillow under your bum and. Lord Richard leaned forward and took her delicate hands in his, “Come now little one. I don’t want you keeping any secrets from me.”Eliza’s cheeks where flushed bright red with shame and she choked back a sob before replying, “I got caught out by the woodpile with the cook’s son.”“Hmmm, I see. And what were you and the cook’s son doing than enraged Mrs. Chatterly so?” He asked knowing full well what act they were engaged in but wanting to hear it from this waifs angelic mouth. “We were, he was,.
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