It was not Amy who came to the door but Agatha the Dowager Lady Ablington the late lord’s mother. Sex “Then that is a great shame because I need to be with child with immediate effect,” she explained. I was transfixed, her parts were completely bare, every single hair had been removed and her slot pouted invitingly at me. I felt it my duty to convey my condolences, so I saddled up my steed and made haste to Ablington Hall. “I was married very young Mr Longhirst, very young, and I had Alan very soon afterwards,” she started, “My husband Franklin was very much older than I you understand, and to be honest a thoroughly unpleasant person, so unsurprisingly with his guidance Alan became was a thoroughly unpleasant child and man in his image.”
“I knew nothing of this,” I admitted. “Nonsense,” Agatha retorted, “Look at her sad eyes, those delectable ear lobes, those desirable bosoms so severely constrained and her teats so eager for the touch of your lips.”
“Madam please!” I insisted, and that’s when I felt Amy reach out to touch my testicles. The Dowager silenced me, “Be quiet Amy is coming,” she insisted. “For any upset I have caused,” I replied. “To your duty sir,” she insisted and she grasped my member and pushed me towards Amy.
