Suddenly, she felt his hands upon the side of her head and looked up in alarm. Had she done something wrong, missed a step of the process, clutched his stones too harshly, what?
"You are doing exceedingly well my dear. However, I find the stimulus of dandling a pair of bosoms while being sucked to be especially pleasant."
Her mouth fell of his prick in shock. "But, but nobody has ever, er, ever....."
"Played with your titties? Caressed and pinched your sensitive nipples? Never been sucked, even by your babes? Never been seen by a man, not even your music teacher who was only interested in your mouth? Well? No need to answer madam, your shocked response says it all. Allow me to ease this awful dress from your shoulders. Ah, and what is this, pray tell. One of those dreadful French bustieres I suspect. Off with that.....ah yes, a magnificent set of tits and barely used. Just how I like 'em, madam, heavy and fleshy, and marbled with the blue veins of motherhood." Matilda was looking down as if she had never seen her own breasts before and absently rubbing Lord Anthony's cock over her downy cheek. "And what's this, my dear? "A pair of splendid nipples of the rosiest hue. Indeed madam you are blessed with a fine set of prick huggers and in just a few moments after you have sufficiently anointed our fine friend, I will show you the joys of tittie fucking. Suck, dear Matilda, suck, and make sure you put plenty of juice upon my boy, he still has some way to travel tonight and I can ill afford to have him misused."
Stunned, Matilda bent to her task, ensuring that she drooled saliva all over his throbbing shaft. Lord Anthony had taken up the weight of her extremely ample breasts and was weighing them while caressing them from chest to nipple where he paused to pinch and twist before repeating the process. Her nipples became engorged like never before. As well, her cunny seemed to be leaking into her under clothes, and for a horrified moment she thought that she had piddled herself. Then she remembered what Eliza had told her. She was juicing up in preparation for the age old entry of penis largis. Strange that it had never happened to her before. Somewhat distracted, Matilda replaced the gorgeous prick in her mouth and began to worship. Somehow the increased cadence of his hands upon her breasts encouraged her to speed up the rhythm of her sucking. She became determined to draw his man juice from him.
"Kneel upon the sofa, Tilda, and offer your titties to me. I told you I would tittie fuck you and you will obey." Grudgingly Matilda worked her way to her knees without her hand leaving his prick. Gently she placed it upright between the snowy globes now mottled with desire and with his hands guiding her, gripped the outsides of her heaving bosoms and sandwiched his incredibly hot prick within. "Work those lovelies up and down, and as the knob comes free, give him a lovely suck, there's a good girl. My gosh Tilda, you're doing that exceedingly well.....takes some of my girls ages to learn to do that properly but you are an absolute natural at it."
Matilda was becoming hot and flustered as she massaged the throbbing hot prick with her magnificent mammaries, the nipples of which were being aroused by rasping upon the hair of his sculpted belly. Her viscous juices were running freely down the insides of her legs and a sizeable puddle had pooled on the sofa.
She was astounded! Lord Tony had not cum! Her music teacher had rarely lasted a couple of minutes after he had finally achieved full erection and then had pulled aside and dribbled into a ready handkerchief. Her husband had barely achieved erection at all before depositing his scant offering barely within the opening of her cunny. It had been amazing to her that she had conceived at all and not the four times that had borne children.
She looked up and was amazed to discover that Lord Anthony was smiling at her extremely indulgently. "I know madam; you are wondering when I will loose my seed. Sucking and tittie fucking are all very well but I thoroughly enjoy the main event, especially in a pussy new to my stalwart prince. However, I do promise to unload in your lovely mouth so that you may taste the results of your efforts! Now stand up on the sofa and allow me to divest you of this unnecessary and quite awful dress. Good grief madam, you have on pantaloons if I am not mistaken. That is better, is it not? Now then what have we here? I do believe this is a true hour glass figure β magnificent pair of thrusters, trim waist, lovely child bearing hips and under this wisp of silvery hair, a pair of pouting pussey lips as well as unmarked thighs and quite the loveliest calves I have yet had the pleasure of viewing. You are quite remarkable, my dear, and I envy those three young studs you have waiting at your residence. Don't gasp, my dear, I know all about them. In fact, I sent my housekeeper, Mrs. Forsythe over to instruct them on the finer points of pleasing older, more discerning ladies, and I am pleased to say, gave them all glowing references. You are about to become a very happy and satisfied lady. What do you say, hmmmn?"
Matilda, quite stunned sunk to her knees on the sofa, and came face to face with his lordship's sceptre. She gripped it firmly and planting a kiss upon its rosy cheek, looked up at the amused Lord of Beechwood. "My gratitude is without bounds, Tony and I have no idea how I can ever repay you. Ask anything of me and it is yours without question."
"I will think upon it Lady 'M' but in the mean time, on your back, ankles over my shoulders, that's it, now..."