Like Miss Sweet could read her mind. In the large hallway she found she was lost but found a servant girl pretty quickly. She starred in the mirror, wowed at how sexy she looked. Think a small compliment would make her blush and being on her knees in a castle of kink, her hands locked behind her and some strange woman she just meant five minutes ago riding her face. “Do you know who I am?” The poor girl shook her head no. I have not been allowed to orgasm for the last six months. Her tongue was doing the trick. Not so quickly. Lets go find you new leggings. Their lips moved past the simple little kisses. Covering them completely. I will make this right,”she said as she carnessed Lacy’s cheek again. She liked what she saw in the mirror. Hands cupping the large breasts that were hidden behind the smock. Each step made poor Lacy step back. But after her playtime with Sam it has reared its head and she did not want to hide
