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She shoved her lips at Miss Cecilia, who grabbed her head, locking her in place. Miss Cecilia assaulted Lady Pennington with licking and sucking. At first, her ladyship resisted, making muffled grunts of protest, but Miss Cecilia was persistent, and LadyPennington eventually gave in.
"Good," he praised, his cock throbbing. "Now you will touch her. A woman's body is meant for caressing. The softness of the skin, the fullness of the breasts — God made these to be worshiped by hands and lips."
Lady Pennington reached a tentative hand to Miss Cecilia's arm. She brushed her fingers down the limb.
"Your pet is timid," Mistress Brownwen remarked.
"May I touch her?" asked Miss Cecilia.
"Most certainly," he answered and looked upon them with anticipation. Miss Cecilia went for a breast. Lady Pennington yelped as her orb was squeezed. Miss Cecilia availed herself of the other breast.
"I like these, and her tail is most pretty," said Miss Cecilia.
"Return the compliment," he instructed Lady Pennington.
She reached out and cupped a breast for her own. Miss Cecilia began a vigorous kneading of the flesh she held, and he thought he heard the faintest groan escape her ladyship’s lips.
"Do you not find the tit you hold delightful?" he encouraged.
She swallowed. "Yes, Master Ashley."
She weighed the orb in her hand and passed a thumb over its nipple, which responded by hardening.
"Take it into your mouth, my dear," said Mistress Brownwen.
Mrs. Pennington hesitated but lowered her head and took the little nub between her lips.
"Now suckle it hard until she cries out."
He would have liked to have seen the expression upon Lady Pennington, but her face was buried in Miss Cecilia's bosom. From Miss Cecilia's moan, he gathered her ladyship had taken the nipple into her mouth. Miss Cecilia dropped her hands and arched her back, pushing her breast into Lady Pennington.
"My pet enjoys her teats to be suckled hard enough to draw milk, if any were to be had," Mistress Brownwen informed.
Lady Pennington intensified her suckling. Miss Cecilia gave several long moans.
"Mistress, may I spend?"
He looked to Mistress Brownwen. "She can spend from such attentions alone?"
"She can."
"How marvelous."
“Mistress, may I?” Miss Cecilia asked once more.
“Not yet, my pet.”
“Have I not been good?”
“You have, my pet.”
“If you find it agreeable, Mistress,” he began, “my pet could oblige.”
He received another sharp look from Lady Pennington, but Mistress Brownwen nodded.
“Lie back and spread your legs,” he told Miss Cecilia
The woman happily did as told. He turned to Lady Pennington. “Do unto her cunnie with your mouth as you would have done to yours.”
