Who: J.F Henshaw<br/>Where: The Dining Room.<br/>With: Chole , everyone<br/>When:Dinner<br/><br/><br/><br/>J.F's obsidian  eyes quickly glanced up at Chole as he sucked on her nipple. He was annoyed as the maid remained silent despite his actions. Normally he would expect a moan or a shutter but nope. Just a strange sort of silence. Unhindered by the lack of reaction , he removed his mouth from the maid's nipple and took her silken hand within his own."Let's play a little game , Chole. It's called let's try to pleasure Lord J.F without making a mess of dinner. If you need any motivation , know that I shall give your bottom quite the thrashing if you don't please me fully." The young lord whispered softly in the French female's ear as he placed her hand down the front of her trouser. He gently guided her hand along his shaft in an attempt to explain to her what he wanted done. His member softly began to harden as she held his sex within her grasp.