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“Of course, my lady, anything.”

“Could you give me a ride in your coach a couple of blocks into town where I might hail a hansom cab?”

“I can do better than that, my lady. It would be my honor to escort you to wherever you’re going myself.”

What would be the harm? He probably knew Evan owned the printing business, and it would not be unusual for Ally to go there. “Mr. Landon, I would be most appreciative. Thank you.”

When they arrived, Mr. Landon helped Alexandra alight.

“I thank you for the lift, Mr. Landon. And I do hope there will not be any awkwardness between us as we both go about our lives.”

“Of course not, my lady. I hope to see you at many events in the future. Please always save a dance for me.”

Ally smiled and blew him a kiss as he left. Then she turned and walked forward.

She drew in a deep breath, opened the door to the printing house, and strode in confidently.

Confessions of Lady Prudence

by Madame O

Amelia, all the licking and sucking, cocks and pussies everywhere. It was pure heaven, I tell you. Christophe grabbed me first and pressed his lips to mine. We kissed with fervor, our tongues whirling, twirling, dueling, my skin tingling all over, my pussy wet and hot.

Hattie was still bound to the bed. Lars unfastened her and turned her over, entering her swiftly from behind. She shrieked as he pounded her.

Christophe released me and positioned me in front of Hattie. “Lick Lady Prudence’s pussy, Hattie.”

I’d dreamed of this moment since I first seduced Hattie, Amelia, but she shied away.

“Don’t be timid, dear Hattie,” said I. “We shall both enjoy this. I promise you.”

She smiled and bent to her work. Her tongue was silken, Amelia. I’m not sure I’d ever felt any sensation quite like it. She licked my folds gently, so unlike Lars or Christophe. Tingles shot through me, and I nearly shattered.

Christophe straddled me, the tip of his cock nudging my lips. I opened for him gladly, taking him into my mouth. We were all joined, Amelia. Lars pounding Hattie, Hattie eating me, and me sucking Christophe. It was pure hedonistic pleasure.

I wanted to cry out, to scream all their names and tell them of the wonderful pleasure they were giving me, but my mouth was full of Christophe’s cock. I sucked him to the back of my throat, his knob nudging my tonsils. I grabbed his buttocks, kneading his muscular arse as he pounded into my mouth.

Hattie continued to eat me, her silky tongue pleasuring me like no other. When she forced a finger into my wet cunt, I nearly climaxed then and there. Such a slender little finger, Amelia, but the feeling was indescribable. She continued to fuck me with her finger as she sucked on my clitoris. I moaned, groaned, Christophe’s cock still filling my mouth. As much as I adored sucking his cock, I wanted to be able to see Hattie eating me and Lars behind her, fucking her. But imagination is almost as good, dear Amelia, and the images in my head made me so hot.

I brought my hands to Christophe’s cock and added them to the pleasure I was giving him. Soon he groaned and pumped into my mouth, spilling his seed down my throat. No sooner had I swallowed than my own climax came to me, and I shattered over Hattie’s silky tongue and finger. Behind her, Lars grunted loudly, withdrawing his cock and spurting over the lovely globes of her arse.

We all collapsed in a heap of quivering flesh, absolutely sated.

Amelia, I must part for now. Just thinking about our romp has me wet, and I am going to retire to my bedchamber and pleasure myself. Until next we write, I am affectionately yours,

Prudence

Chapter 22

A young man stood behind the counter. “May I be of assistance, madam?”

Ally gathered her courage. “Yes, please. My name is Lady Alexandra MacIntyre. I am stepsister to Lord Evan Xavier, who owns this establishment.”

The young man extended his hand. “It is a pleasure to meet you, my lady. My name is Frank Osborne. What may I help you with today?”

“It has come to my attention that certain erotic literature is being printed here.”

Osborne arched his eyebrows. “Excuse me?”


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