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And then she gathered up the pillows and anything else she could find to brace up her ample hips to a height appropriate for rear entry into her back channel. She grabbed some lard from my counter and slathered up first her ass hole and then my member, which was by now as hard as it would ever get. Then with her on her belly spilling over the pillows, moved her hips up to place me at eyelevel with her rear port with the words, “Jeremy, first French me!” I knew what that meant, so I moved my mouth, lips and tongue to enliven and enslave her femaleness to my service. With my tongue up her ass hole, she then begged me, “Please don’t trifle with me anymore, just put it up into me rear, please!” I then replenished the lard on her and me and pushed my member Hardcore up into her waiting blowjob back channel. It turned out to be much more challenging to accomplish at first, but ever so much more rewarding for her and me upon accomplishment. I at first just rested with me totally up into her ass to savor the wonder of the tightness of her grasp on me. But, then with her insistence, I proceeded to pound her rear, like she liked me to do to her pussy. Soon, we were both cumming and then she kicked out the pillows and settled down with me still up in her to spend the night sleeping in that manner. From then on, we worked that into our love making very often, but never gave up me emptying up in to her pussy. I missed her very badly when I eventually had to leave Lord Woollesey’s service over him not paying me my due for several month’s time. I then went into his best friend’s service the eminent General Shaw. Lord Woollesey got a beat up wagon that was still serviceable in return for this favor to him. I guess, pricing my value to those concerned in this trade. I only returned in my service to General Shaw group sex to asian the Lord’s a few times, but only once to service Gretchen again to her delight. In her room in the main house, since my old room had long ago been assigned to another stable boy in residence. From the look of him, might have been mine, too. In my new residence, I in now a somewhat higher station in life and the main driver of the manor’s vehicles and a part time butler, resumed a manner very superior to that in my previous service to the Lord. Evidently the General, who was very aged at this time with a rather young wife wanted an heir that he was unable to provide through her. So, this was one of my first assigned (unofficially, of course) services in my new household. In this home, I was provided a set of rooms far higher than my station would call for, but I wasn’t complaining. And whenever the General was gone for at least a day, his wife, Winnie, would either have me into her bed chamber or be in mine. None of the other servants seemed to notice any of this, even when one day she insisted that I do her right on the grand table in the Grand Dining room while the servants were preparing it for a festive dinner japanese that night in celebration of the General’s return. She didn’t ask for me to make a grand show of it, she merely moved aside one of the chairs, moved aside a place setting, took the cushion off of the moved chair, leaned over to place her head upon it, asked me to lift her skirts, revealing a nude undercarriage, implant my member up her love channel and empty its proceeds into where it would do the most good. Worked too! Nine months later she to the General’s delight delivered a son and heir to him, that looked a lot like a combination of her and me. Not that the General seemed to care at all, after all he got his son and he was legally his. And then he set me about ‘freshening up’ his six daughters who were unmarried still at this time. None of them were ugly or ill-tempered, but the available men of that time were more than a little interested in women who were already mothers, assuming that they would be more available to service their carnal interests. So, one by one, I proceeded to add to my litany of ‘under the cloth’ children and the General was so happy at the results of my freshening his daughters, that he gave me bonuses for each of them when they got a husband as a result. And this service to him and other gentlemen of the region ensured my continued residence at the manor and my place in a rather unofficial rising of my station in life. Though in the case of those two it had more to due with what was done to the slaves that birthed male sons during the son's coming japanese of age ritual. Nothing progressed beyond a series of cuddles and group sex a few warm hearted pecks. “Are you fucking kidding me? I’d love to. There is a peep hole on the door of each cell, but these remain shut until the prisoner is taken out to be hanged. She would need it tomorrow. His father frowned. Hardcore Warrick grimaced. When she aimed the warmed stream of air from the blower at her pubic hair, he knew it was money well spent. but she really wanted it to happen. At this blowjob time I can hear Julie complaining behind her gag as her two nipples stretch, the teeth of the clamps obviously bitting in deeper but the sounds of discomfort are as usual muffled, I feel our upper thighs come asian in contact. So the original we came up with was if we were staying in the same hotel. Just being friendly.”