<strong>Who:</strong>Alice Pratt<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Sitting Room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lord Archibald Greymore<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1 - Evening<br/><strong>What:</strong>Serving Lord Greymore<br/><hr/><br/>Alice blushed and closed her legs a bit.<br/><br/>"Sorry. I guess I took that a bit too literally."<br/><br/>When he moved between them, she smiled and watched him strip. He was a very attractive man, and she had to admit that she did want him. This weekend was supposed to be sexually liberating, so she'd make sure to make the most of it. Suddenly she had visions of multiple men using her...even animals...public humiliation and so much more. She turned even wetter at these thoughts and groaned as he revealed and kissed her breast. As soon as he entered her tight and wet sheath, she gasped and arched into him.<br/><br/>"Oh, yes...Milord...yes..."<br/><br/>She moaned and kept her legs wide as he fucked her...reaching up to grasp his shoulders and move in time with him. She was tighter than most, and her breasts were still perky and young.