I made small talk, bored them stupid I hope, and then insisted on taking a stroll around the estate. “I do believe your resolve will weaken,” I suggested, “For it cannot be easy to find a new station when ones liking for the perverse is broadcast throughout polite society.”
“Damn you to hell my Lord!” Dawkins swore. Sex desi “But what about me!” the maid pleaded. I reached for her and tenderly lifted her to turn her over. “Bloody devious wench,” I snapped as I plunged my length into her waiting hole. “Go away,” Miss Rochester insisted. “Yes dear, apparently you indulged in rampant fornication on the path to Granton Top.” Mother snapped. “Your cream is all mine now Geoffrey,” Miss Rochester insisted, “But perhaps I shall lend you to my maid occasionally
