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“What are you gonna do to me?” She asked with fear in her voice.I opened my drawer and took a bottle of chloroform.“I would have to hold you captive for the meantime while I think of something.”I slowly walked again behind Lyana and pulled the handkerchief from my pocket. I poured chloroform on it without Lyana knowing.“I don’t want to hurt you. I just want to get out of this mess. I’m gonna need you to sleep again.”I moved so fast Lyana never got a chance to react as I placed the damp cloth over her mouth and nose.“Mhhhhmp!” Lyana gave a muffled scream.“Just breathe, Lyana,” I whispered in her ear as I pressed the chloroformed cloth against her face.“Mhhhhmp! Hlllllp!“Breathe, Lyana.”Her struggles are getting weaker. Her eyes started to flutter. “Thaaat’s it. Just breathe.” I told her as I started unclasping her bra.“Nnnnhhh” Lyana mumbled as she’s losing consciousness.Fuck, this is so hot! I unclasped her bra once again. I let my free hand roam on her breasts and started. As she wondered into the livery room she could see light coming through the cracks in the walls. That would be coming from Gabriel’s lodgings. She held her breath and she placed an eye against one of the bigger cracks. She almost let out a cry of surprise at what she saw. She was looking into Gabriel’s bedroom. He was stood in the middle of the room. Naked. He had his back to her and it was just as she had imagined, the muscles rippled as he moved. Her eyes followed downward and fell on his buttocks. Unable to contain her self she pulled away. It must be almost dinner she thought. I must go. But of course he didn’t. She placed her eye back at the hole. Gabriel had turned and now she could see his penis, large, firm and erect. She felt an aching in her groin. She had felt it before but never like this. And then she noticed Mrs Maddock. She was lay on the filthy linen of Gabriel’s bed. Naked from the waste down she was on her back with her legs open. Faith had never seen another.
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She straddled me. She took her shirt off and got her bra off, showing her B-cup breasts.“You like these?” she said. I nodded, going to suckle on them. She wagged her finger at me.“No, no, no, sir. Remember what you said?”“Oh. Come here. I’ve been waiting to do this.” I said, almost teasing her. I whispered while kissing her on her beautiful neck:“I’ve been waiting… since I was sixteen… for you. Now, the question really is: are you ready for this?”I reached my hand down her pants and fondled her. I watched her as I did it. She silently moaned. She was damp. I passionately kissed her again while fondling her. Before long, I got rock-hard. She took off her pants (and underwear) which revealed her shaved pink vagina.“You like it?”I took off my pants to reveal my erect member.“What do you think?”She went down on me, sucking my erect member with her soft lips. I whispered in her ear:“God, you’re so beautiful. Keep sucking.”While she kept sucking, I kept fingering her beautiful pink vagina..

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