“You shouldn’t have put the handle of your quizzing glass into my mouth that day,” she said, nodding in exasperation.
“It was either that or the real thing,” he replied.
“I wanted the real thing,” she confessed. “I’m something of an expert in men’s trousers and what they do or don’t reveal about their contents. I suspected that you have just the kind of cock I’ve been looking for.”
“And what kind of cock is that, my dear Breechess?” he asked, shifting slightly on the bed so her fingers would brush against his sac.
“An elegant, refined cock like on statues and in paintings,” she said.
“A woman of the arts, how promising,” he murmured.
“Before my marriage, I worked in a great house owned by a collector. He refused to cover his art with fig leaves,” she said.
“And with only perfect members on display, why should he,” mused Bonnie. “Speaking of perfect members, why don’t you give this one a taste?”
Molly gave his elegant head a lick like it was penny candy.
“That’s it, my girl,” he said.
“William had a big, soft lobcock,” she said, continuing to suck between words.
“Not him again,” said Bonnie, groaning as he flexed his arse to try to make it deeper into Molly’s mouth.
“That night, the night after I met you, I went to bed early and dreamed about you filling my mouth with your cock and dragging that ridiculous fox cane of yours over my pussy. I woke up wet and hot, and I quietly rubbed myself until I came.”
“I could do that now,” he said. “Reynard is in the next room recovering from his earlier exertions.”
“Reynard!” she exclaimed, shocked.
“Yes, the cane has a name, of course,” said Bonnie. “Anyone with as much personality as Reynard would require a name.”
“I thought for a moment that you referred to another man,” she said, nervously giggling.
“Reynard can step in should you need service while I am indisposed,” said Bonnie.
“Well, he can’t breed me!” she exclaimed. “Unless there’s some feature…”
“No, sadly Reynard is currently bound by the laws of science,” he said. “As am I. You know that my seed in your throat won’t get you pregnant?”
“Yes, but I wanted a taste,” she said, taking him further into her mouth.
“What’s this, cold feet?” he asked. “Crawl up here and let’s make a baby.”
She scooted up his body, allowing him to arrange her so that she was straddling his torso.
“I’m a bit nervous,” she admitted.
“I have some pangs of disquiet, too,” he said amiably. “I’ve never let loose my seed inside a woman.”
“Never?” she asked, shocked that someone as experienced as Bonnie hadn’t spread his seed widely.
“I have some concerns that I won’t be able to actually do it, or my father will storm in the door just as I’m about to let go,” he said with a shudder.
“I’ll try to make it easy for you to come,” she said, lifting herself with the aim of inserting his cock.
Bonnie reached down and spread her cunt lips with one hand while guiding his cock into her wet hole with the other.
“Oh,” said Molly, slowly settling onto her heels and taking him in.
