“I cannot, for my fortune would pass to him on marriage and he might cast me aside to be destitute.” she explained. “My dear Miss Loveridge may I assure you that I have no such thoughts,” I replied. Milf sex Grand-father was a Earl for heaven’s sake, I was expected to marry at least my equal. We strolled easily along chatting amiably. I eased closer and with no preamble I pressed my member firmly at her womb lips. All I coud see was a wall of underskirts and her black boots up to her knees. “Only if I get a champion rogering,” she replied. I began to pleasure her with long slow strokes of my member, all the way in, pause and withdraw until the tip was barely still within and forward again. She nodded “For myself I seek a manly man, a stallion, a real man, someone to sweep me off my feet whenever he feels the inclination, certainly not some perfumed ponce who ravishes chamber maids all week and serves his wife only on a Saturday eve
