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"Why so serious looking?"She turned and smiled at me."I'm just thinking of things we need and making a list. Come over here, darling."I walked over and she set the paper and pen down. She was in her robe also, but as I stopped next to her to look out from our tower room, she kissed my cheek and whispered softly."Thank you, that was so nice, Sabine."She untied my robe and slipped bondage pussy pounding off my shoulders. It slithered down my arms and puddled on the floor behind me. Then she bent over and kissed my nipples, licking them softly. I clutched at her shoulders and closed my eyes. She kissed them lovingly and then sat back up, sighing."I'd lick you darling but I don't think my body could stand kneeling right now. I'm sure yours wouldn't either, even after you knelt for me at the bath. I could see you were sore. Besides we still have to get another bed in here.""Yeah, that is going to be fun.""Oh well, nothing good ever comes easy, does bondage pussy pounding?""No. Can I see the list you made?""No, I'll let you see the parts you can get, The parts I am going to get, you will find out about in time."She smirked at me. She still could make my stomach lurch. It did."And twice this week I have found the video game joystick out, the housework sadly neglected, Aubrey. And you yourself have admitted time and time again that chastisement is what you need to help you to be a more responsible fellow is that not so?" Miss Maple took off her smart leather jacket and put bondage pussy pounding on the chair.The big man looked over at Sadie furtively, blushed and said "M-Mebbe we kin talk about this after yer guest is gone, Miss Maple, d'ye think?" Miss Maple stepped away from the dining room table where the envelopes were being piled up, and reached behind the cluttered couch bringing forth a long, polished stick with little bumps and ridges, as if someone had taken a tree branch and without whittling off the bumps, had refinished bondage pussy pounding so it glimmered. Miss Maple turned it about in her hands, examining bondage pussy pounding, and Sadie saw that the stick seemed to have a carved twist to it, like a fancy banister in addition to the little bumps and ridges along the wood. The knob on the end seemed to be cut in the shape of a wolf's head. "Do you know what this is, Sadie?"Sadie cocked her head. "It's like a British cane or a walking stick, right? Miss Maple looked approvingly at the girl. "This, Sadie is an Irish Blackthorne carved T-handle hiking staff." Miss Maple looked at the stick approvingly and Aubrey seemed to shudder. "It is the sort that Prince Charles took his sons over the hills with near the palace...though he didn't seem to use it on Prince Harry enough, from what I have read of his antics in the National Enquirer." "you will not see many of these Hiking Staffs in this country. I inherited bondage pussy pounding from my grandfather who used it in forming my father's character, and my father used it on my brothers and sisters, and occasionally, myself." Miss Maple smiled. Sadie smiled back. Pa Mulvaney had had his own "character shaper" in the form of an old fan belt he'd found in the back alley of their tenement.The young maids aware of this repositioned themselves with one standing directly in front of her and the other behind. Almost overpowered by pleasure, she opened to their every will. As one caressed her firm ass, the other gently massaged the area just above her mound of pleasure. AeriAnna spread her legs even wider, inviting their every touch. As her breathing became erratic, the young maid in front of her started to tease her clit. The maid behind slid her hand down between her ass and placed a finger on her dripping innocence. Wanting bondage pussy pounding inserted, AeriAnna hiked her beautiful ass in the air as both women began to work on her desire. The one maid worked her fingers over AeriAnna's clit, as the other carefully slid one into her needing entrance. Immediately the muscles in her vagina clenched on the young maids finger, spilling her sweet nectar into her palm. Almost in a demonic fashion her moans and groans quickly turned to screams. The waves of pleasure that shot through her body was like nothing she had ever experienced. The amount of fluids released from her body was overwhelming.The top she was wearing was a plain button-down-much too plain, but it hung nicely on her. It would be easy to rip off her svelte body. Her skirt was black and very short, and her heels were five inch black stilettos. 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