Lady Penelope-MILF Of The Mansion 15 - Sex Stories

Lady Penelope-MILF Of The Mansion 15

Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson thanked her butler Parsons and checked her reflection in the mirror. She had been awaiting the arrival of her beautician and was eager to greet her. Wearing a smart beige skirt suit of polyester she looked business-like and stylish. The jacket had sleeves that were three-quarter length and had one large front button. Fully lined, the knee-length skirt was pencil-thin and accentuated her wide hips. A pair of four-inch heels in black gave her five feet ten inches a domineering appearance.Her Ladyship still considered herself an exceptionally attractive woman, despite being middle-aged and the mother of two twenty-something daughters. She certainly did not look her age and was proud of her voluptuous figure. She had a head of fair hair that showed no grey, and together with her long legs and 34 DD-sized bosoms, she had many admirers of both sexes.Since she had been widowed, the middle-aged vixen had developed a can-do attitude and a penchant for allowing her womanly body to be used as a fuck-puppet for young and virile men. The more hung the better. When that desirable body gets fully impaled on a massive dicks, Her Ladyship is right at home."Begging your pardon, My Lady. But your regular cosmetician has been taken ill and this young lady is her replacement."The double doors of the drawing room in her palatial home, Williamson Manor, opened again and Parsons entered with a chipper-looking young girl in tow."Really? Bother. I was so looking forward ...

... to seeing Beatrice again. And who might you be?"Her Ladyship remained seated in her walnut Chippendale armchair and crossed her willowy pins."Hi, I am Amirah, pleased to meet with you."Parsons gave her a deceptive nudge in the ribs."Oh. My Lady," she added.Penelope eyed up the petite brunette with the lengthy straight hair and cheeky grin. The young girl had a certain shy charm as she stood in her thick leather jacket and frayed denim shorts, cut high at the top of her tanned thighs. She shifted from one foot to the other in her motorcycle boots that looked way too big for her teeny frame."You have an accent that I don't recognise. Pray tell, where do you come from?""Hungary, My Lady. Budapest.""How splendid. I've never been. I hear the City has a certain charm.""Yes. I love it.""Thank you, Parsons. That will be all for now.""As you wish, Milady. Also, Perkins has the Rolls ready for your visit to Charlotte.""Excellent. Have him come up here in a half hour."The butler nodded and retreated backward from the room, closing both doors behind him. Amirah bent forward to set her two display cases down and Her Ladyship found herself staring at the girl as her shorts rode right up Amirah's crotch. The base of her buttocks showed and Penny was intrigued at how both her cheeks lifted and separated. They sat side by side on the hand-crafted Chesterfield sofa and Amirah unzipped her jacket to reveal a white boob top underneath. She crossed her slim legs and opened the blue case first."How ...