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into his mouth and insert them, once, twice into her ass. She groaned, did not move her hips, but
waited for the next claiming.
 Shall I replace my fingers with my cock, my lovely? he growled.
 This instant, she commanded.
And he obeyed.
She opened her mouth. The shock of his girth, the delight of his thrust had her chat
howling in exultation. The electric possession of his cock in her ass made her blind with
excitement.  Take me, she had been taught by her butler to invite Roger thusly.  Fuck me
there.
And so he did. A brilliant electric invasion of her ass by his huge iron rod. Over and over
and over again, he rammed her and possessed her. She mewled for god knew how long and
screamed with mad fulfilment.
His hands gripped her hips and rolled her to her back. Geoff was there immediately to
lick her nipples. Bring them to wet points, soothe her, cool her down and let her cunt throb of its
own accord in joy at the two men s ingenuity..
She sighed.
Roger rose and went to the wash stand, cleansed his hands and returned to kneel between
her open thighs.
 Will you put your mouth on my pussy, now, please, Roger? she nigh unto begged him.
 I will, my sweet. He slapped her thigh.  Open wider, pet.
She hastened to do so.  Am I wet enough?
 We shall see, Roger said and spread one set of her folds with such delicacy she
shivered.  What do you think, Geoff?
 Rog, I must taste her to decide. Geoff bent as she groaned in eagerness and put his
tongue to her clit. There, he titillated her with his talented tip.
She bucked.
 Hmm, Roger crooned,  she is too eager, isn t she?
 Aye, Geoff concurred,  I want to lick her down but cannot do it if she jumps around.
 I won t move! Come back to me!
 Ah, ah, Roger warned, a slap to her tender pussy.  No demands, my sweet. We are here
to serve each other, not command. We have plans to eat your pussy for innumerable hours to
come and cannot do it if you elude us with your body s untamed reactions.
She whimpered.  I know, I know. She reached down to spread her labia wide.  But I am
so needy, I think I will come without either of you. And that would be such a waste, such a
waste. Please do not desert me! She felt tears come to her eyes.
 Eat her until she comes, Geoff. She deserves it, sweet puss. I shall observe. Roger
drifted away and a part of Clarice seemed to go with him.
 Will you return? she beseeched him.
 I will, my dear, he said from somewhere far away as Geoff bent over her and pressed
his luscious lips to her clitoris and sucked her high and hard into his mouth. She rode his passion
with muted screams, her hands plucking at the deep black velvet upholstery. Her gaze darted
over Geoff s shoulders, to Roger s dark scowl as his cousin explored all of her folds, fingered
each crease, tugged on each delicate edge and reached up inside her with his long and tormenting
tongue to bring down more cream and a mad shout of her thundering release.
Wiping his mouth with another of his handkerchiefs, Geoff kissed her hard hungry clit,
her seam and the top of her mound, then stood.  She is everything we knew she would be, Roger.
Sweet as a ripe peach, thick with want, a huge clitoris that demands a devoted tongue and
rewards you with powerful convulsions in her fiery furnace. You will enjoy her. She is the rarest
piece of cunt I have ever sucked.
Roger said nothing for the longest minutes, but stared at her slit.
She examined him, her body ravenous for his. Her passions not abated by Geoff s
attentions but her wild cravings now at fever pitch.
 What would you like, Roger? she asked finally.  That which you need, I will provide.
 Will you, my darling?
 I promise you whatever it is, I am yours.
 Go get him, Geoff.
Geoff left the room, leaving Roger and Clarice to stare at each other in silence.
She knew that to be too inquisitive might anger him. She had no need of that. She
wanted him at her service. Geoff, too. Who was this other man Roger summoned?
Geoff opened the door and behind him strode a slightly taller man, hell dark, broad as
heaven, but with silver edging in his hair.
 You have primed her? this new arrival asked in a rasping bass voice.
 We have, your Grace, Roger answered.  Clarice, this is our oldest cousin, the Duke of
Mornay. He comes to us only to do your bidding. Tell us, Clarice, what is your fondest desire
and it shall be done.
She glanced at the overwhelming sexual appeal of his grace, the Duke of Mornay. She
had heard of him, his wealth, his war escapades, his wounds, one to his left leg, one to his face,
where, yes indeed, she saw a scar reach from his jaw to the corner of his left eye. Most of all,
she had heard of him as a man who sought a wife with a few rare attributes. She must be
wealthy. She must be indisputably lovely. And she must be insatiable in bed.
Clarice now knew she was his mate. His best choice. Her finest chance to have a man in
her bed, in her life. A man she did not have to love, but one who had friends and thrilled her to
the core. She had only to prove it to him.
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