The Wakefield Cases 2; Lady Penelope's Pearls, Part 1 - Sex Stories

The Wakefield Cases 2; Lady Penelope's Pearls, Part 1

... mouth. I learned back – supporting myself with my hands and closed my eyes. Hatty moved fast and sucked with an incredible expertise. I was tempted to cling on the her and to force myself and deep in her throat as I could, but the firm grip of her hands and the dominance in her air, convinced me to let her be completely in control and I enjoyed it. I thought about Alice and imagined it was her I was with. As I felt Hatty's lips and tongue on my cock and floated away. I swayed due to the alcohol in my veins and the intoxicating scent of several perfumes which had lingered in the room. Hatty moaned between my legs. I could feel my climax approaching. Then she suddenly stopped. I opened my eyes and looked down, but she smilingly pushed my slightly back again. She removed the condom from it's wrap and rolled it over my cock. I back further back unto the bed and she got up and followed me. She then straddled me and grabbed my cock with her hand. Then she guided it inside her. She was not very tight and I suspected she was pre-lubricated. Hatty began moving her hips and I grabbed then to better move with her. I closed my eyes again. I was about to come and I ...

... couldn't hold back much longer. I pulled her torso down unto my chest and rolled on top of her while I came. As I filled the condom I pounded into her and she shrieked loudly with pleasure. She held unto me and I finished and for a moment we lay like this. I carefully pulled out of her and sat up. ”Give me that,” said Hatty after I had removed to condom. I looked at her with a puzzled expression. She took it from me and squeezed the content out unto her tongue before swallowing it. ”Hatty..” She got up and walked to my coat where she took out my wallet and roved a few notes. ”Do you want a smoke?” she asked. ”I should go home,” I replied. ”As you wish sugar,” she smiled. She picked up her dress and left me alone. When I had dressed myself I made my way home as fast as I could. I wanted to sleep. I got out of my taxi just by the office and when I had paid the driver I heard someone yelling my name: ”Mr. Wakefield! Mr. Wakefield! Come at once! They've taken her in!” I turned to see an old woman named Mrs. Shree who was a tenant next door run towards me. ”Madame, what are you talking about?” ”Your secretary, Miss Kite! They have taken her!” ”Who?” ”The police!”