However Miss Williams was obviously some kind of perverted deviant for when having undressed and donned my nightshirt I opened the curtains to my four posted bed only to find two naked chambermaids therein and fast asleep. Seven years hard work had netted me a goodly sum so I decided the life of a Country Gentleman was at the very least worth trying. “Too excited I fear,” I observed, “Lie in the bed properly and rest a while.”
I helped pull her skirts clear of her feet and slipped her dainty shoes off and even pulled back the covers and lifted her onto the bed. “Ah that won’t be necessary,” Miss Willams insisted, “I am quite capable of coping with his lordship’s demands.” And she smiled. And indeed it was worse. I went to read but there was not one half decent book among hundreds in the Library. The Housekeeper had severely misjudged me. “Undo my breechess whore, let me fuck you, let me bury my member in your slippery fuck hole,” I said crudely.
