In the clip of Queen Victoria Falls 's sovereignty on the south slopes of Dartmoor, in the County of Devonshire in Southern England


missy Blenkinsopp 's sacrifice.


I saw Morelands for the first fourth dimension that morning. The sun shone gold on the dulcet sandstone of the frontage as I approached from the Dixieland. It looked huge. I wanted a country retreat, this was almost a mansion.

"My God Carstairs,"I asked of my lawyer,"What have I done ?"

"Bought a pig in a sack Geoffrey,"he surmised,"You thought it a bargain."

"No one said it was on top of a sight !"I replied.

"We don't have plenty in Devon !"he laughed.

I groaned, it had seemed such a bargain and Mother had repeatedly urged me to buy an landed estate so in a moment of madness I had snapped up Colonel Melchett's country residence when it came up for auction. I had not even intended to bid for it but after being outbid on a dimension in Plymouth the red mist had descended.

I had not expected a sandstone frontal. I had not expected anything so enceinte having misread the specification as 10 way whereas it was10 bedrooms plus retainer twenty-five percent, and I had certainly not expected to find the integral faculty lined up awaiting my arrival.

Hawkins the Butler, Mrs Rogers the cook, Bessie the maid and miss Blenkinsopp the housekeeper as well as countless gardeners and land prole, all on tenterhooks as to whether I would fill them into my employment.

I greeted them and when Hawkins had introduced me to Miss Blenkinsopp I asked her to make up sleeping room for myself and Carstairs and jokingly asked her to put a couple of maids to keep us warm at night.

"I most certainly shall not !"Miss Blenkinsopp insisted.

"Well if you wish to remain in my employ you will shit sure I want for zilch, is that clear."I demanded as I realised girl Blenkinsopp was one employee I should probably be better off without.

"Yes Mr Robinson,"she agreed,"I understand."

We ate a fairish dinner, and a tolerable supper but when bed time came there was no leave maid.

"young lady Blenkinsopp,"I shouted in frustration,"A moment of your time."

She came in her nighttime nightgown,"Mr Walker Smith, what ever is the matter."

"No maid, I ordered a maid, now find me a amah or I shall give the axe you with no references,"I insisted.

She glared at me,"In that case,"she said,"I shall warm you myself !"

I just stared,"You ?"She stood looking at me. She was no innocuous maid, she had to be nearer forty than thirty, almost my age in fact, but she was comely, and may even have been a beauty once.

"When I say ardent I mean mount ?"I clarified.

"If I must,"she agreed.

"I said a maid,"I reminded her.

"Sir, I am untouched and am undoubtedly barren so there should be no embarrassment."she suggested.

I smiled"So be it then, disrobe and let me take advantage of your ample bosoms."

"I prefer to undress beneath the bedclothes if I must,"she insisted.

"So be it,"I agreed. I watched as she peeled back the bed clothes and slipped nervously into the bed.

I followed. I blew out the last taper. Moonlight cast its eerie gleaming across the chamber. The bed was coldness. I embraced her and slipped my hands to the hem of her nightdress and slid it upwards until her breasts were freed. I slipped my own nightshirt up and over my brain and then lay beside her.

The masses of clothes around her neck opening annoyed me and in a blink of an eye I had her raise her blazon that I might drop away it off her and we lay together warming each other.

My member reared against her belly. I reached and felt a hoi polloi of wiry hair,"That must go, I want my whores uncontaminating shaven,"I said without thinking.

She half sobbed,"That was cruel, I apologise,"I said,"But it will increase you pleasure."

"What do you care about my pleasure !"she replied.

"Madam, the cry of ecstasy when a woman reaches her peak of turmoil is always my aim, it is my signal to release my seed do you see ?"I asked but she had no knowledge of ecstasy so my words were in vain.

I continued to explore with my digit. She was terrified. She shook with fear. I changed tack. I nuzzled and kissed her neck. I rolled her left nipple between finger and thumb. I tenderly squeezed the hairy mound next her womb.

She moaned involuntarily as she came to get it on something of pleasure. Her teat distended. Her breathing time came in short gasps. My digit traced the groove down from the hairy agglomerate. I found the lenient moist position and eased a finger inside. I felt electrical resistance. I tried a endorse finger and found the Same. She was indeed untouched.

Untouched yet moist. I eased her thigh apart and slid over her. My member strained mightily as he had not had a gallop for too longsighted and I gently aimed him between her soft moist lips.

"Are you prepared ?"I asked.

"As I shall ever be,"she replied.

I eased myself into her. She gasped. She bit her tongue. Resistance. I eased back and driving force hard and quite suddenly my member was thick inside her.

"Can you bear it ?"I asked.

"Indeed,"she agreed,

"Then I shall take you to heaven !"I promised rather rashly. I started to actuate within her gently at first then building a rhythm. I own that it was rather pleasant. My attention melted away and the view she was barren appealed greatly as with no danger of offspring I felt able to extend all the way to emanation and beyond.

She seemed to respond, I fully expected her to lie like a dead fish but she seemed to be willing me on, spurring me to ever more forceful endeavours until at last I ejaculated forcibly making her gasp in delight.

"Thank you,"I said as I rolled aside and lay exhausted,"Thank you indeed."

I woke with the break of the day. She had risen already."unspoilt morning sir."She said and she blushed as I stepped naked from the bed.

"It is indeed, and I thank you."I said cheerily,"And what practiced way to start the day than a pleasant fuck."

"Sir, last night, well."she blustered.

"Delightful,"I insisted,"Now simply memorize a few tricks to please me and your go along employ is assured."

She would not front me in the eye."Sir, I don't know what came over me. I am mortified to think of how I behaved."

"Miss Blenkinsopp,"I replied,"For myself I was delighted at the way you behaved last night. It was quite delightful. I slept like a log. In fact I wish to avail myself of your charms again."

"No, it must lay off,"she said. She turned away. I stepped towards her and embraced her.

"No ! '' she exclaimed.

I cupped her titty in my hands and nuzzled her neck,"Yes,"I insisted. I dropped a hired man down to her belly and squeezed her mound.

"No,"she said despairingly but her physical structure betrayed her. Her teat were hardened. Her quim dampening. I had her bend over the dressing table. I raised the hem of her night scrubs. My fellow member reared and in a second I had guided him within her parted buttocks and in to her soft split peach.

"Ohhh sir no sir,"she gasped as I gripped her mounds firmly as I pleasured myself again.

I noticed the grey streaks in her hair but it did not bother me unduly. She had wonderful piffling ear lobes, very nibble-able. I kissed her neck tenderly as I fucked her. I watched her expression in the dressing put over mirror as she watched mine.

She could not disguise her pleasure. Even if she had wanted to, she smiled helplessly into the mirror and I grinned in my turn as we fucked greedily, Grasping for every apothecaries' ounce of pleasure.

Release came easily and I expelled freely within her. Carelessly flooding her parts where with a young maid I should have taken more guardianship. It was a delight to cum inside her and not to let to expell between the buttocks or between the mounds.

I pulled out of her with disinclination. She seemed quite shocked at the volume of our heat. She slipped from my room like a wraith and by the time I had washed and dressed she was downstairs supervising breakfast.

I resolved to sample her again that evening but before dejeuner I was called away.

I went first to Totnes, then by power train to Bristol and finally to London.

As for Miss Blenkinsopp I did not draw a blank her but rather pushed her to the back of my mind.

Mother periodically chided me for not marrying and suggested various suitable Danton True Young peeress nigh of whom I was sadly old enough to be their fathers, and sadly Devon and Morelands slipped further from my thoughts.

The winter passed and the spring came again and quite suddenly Miss Blenkinsopp was thrust right into the centre of my consciousness.

I was at my Jack London desk when wagonwright my clerk knocked and said In had a visitor, a fille Blenkinsopp. I did not agnize the name.

"Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"Send her up."

She waddled awkwardly into my agency,"Miss Blenkinsopp ?"I queried as I saw she was heavily with child.

"From Morelands sir,"she explained,"In Devon, do you remember."

"Morelands ? My rural area house, fille Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"But."

"Yes sir Morelands,"she confirmed.

"And the child ?"I enquired.

"Yours sir,"she said,"I know not what to do, I can not hide it any longer."

"Mine, are you sure ?"I asked as I looked at her sad eyes and greying hair.

"I have laid with none but you,"she stated.

"My god, I'm to be a don, good God Almighty. I must have been blackmailed for hundreds of guinea for fry which were not mine !"I laughed,"But you are in earnest, my god."

"Sir,"she said,"I had no idea."

"And what do you want from me ?"I asked,"Money presumably ?"

"To keep back my employment,"she pleaded.

"With a tike, that would be a dirt,"I laughed."I don't even know your beginning name."

"Serena sir."she said meekly.

"Serena, its a estimable while since I cobbler's last poked a female parent to be, shall you oblige me ?"I asked.

"No sir."she refused.

"But Miss Blenkinsopp do you not remember the dawn when I bent you over the dressing tabular array ? Shall we not visit heaven again ?"

"You remember ?"she asked.

"Oh I remember,"I agreed,"A grey haired Virgin, how could I forget."

"And your small fry ?"she asked.

I looked her in the eye."Take your coat off. Lift your skirts. lower berth your underpants. Bend over my desk and remind me of what I ever saw in you."

"Sir you toy with me !"she protested.

I locked my office door,"No I want to finger you,"I explained and I slipped my arms around her from behind and held her breasts. full moon ripe knocker. I held her blow with my child and then I wrenched down her bird and underthings. Her gallus were a challenge but I unhooked her stockings and bared her backside.

He quim pouted obscenely when seen from behind her as she supported herself on her elbows as I bent her over the desk.

"My baby !"she pleaded, but her consistency had betrayed her again. Her quim was dampish. I dropped my trousers and entomb my penis in her quim. She gasped. I held her bosom and kissed her neck opening as I pounded in to her.

"Ohhhhh, she groaned and I remembered how delightful our amour had been in Devon.

It was consanguineous to pulling on a favourite pair of slider, very pleasant if unspectacular.

The moment came soon enough, my fear melted away and then my penis exploded delightfully filling her already filled womb with my germ. It was extremely pleasant and I determined to repeat the experience frequently.
"Yes, you will do, I shall determine a room for you where I may hollo from time to fourth dimension to enjoy a gallop,"I suggested.

"I want to persist in to wait on in Devon, will you not help oneself me ?"she asked.

"Oh very well, go to my town family, ask for Mrs Hamworthy and say you are my whore for the time being and ask to be accommodated."I suggested.

"I shall say no such thing !"she replied angrily.

"And leave your underpants off I may need to fuck you with some urgency."I insisted and indeed I picked up her underpants and slipped them into my titty pocket. I handed her a coin."Here,"I said,"A guinea for your fare."

She dressed and scowled at me,"Very well, so be it."I unlocked the door and let her leave.

I returned home at seven o'clock. I went indoors. I hung my hat on the hat stand and my coat on the coat sweetener and then Mother approached in a blind craze,"Geoffrey what on earth have you been doing ?"

"Sorry ?"I enquired.

"misfire Blenkinsopp Geoffrey, she is with child !"she insisted.

"Indeed she is my whore of the moment,"I suggested.

"But Geoffrey,"mother exclaimed,"You do not understand, Miss Blenkinsopp's female parent, Clara, was my friend. We came out together, Geoffrey. I knew the category had problem. The estate went to a aloof cousin when her father died, and she clearly had to accept employment in a lowly theatrical role but to treat her like a rough-cut bawd is insufferable."

"Very well then cat her out,"I suggested.

"Geoffrey,"female parent insisted."It will not do, Miss Blenkinsopp is a very tolerable person and I am determined that you shall cover her correctly."

"Very well announce the engagement in the clip, if we take tutelage we can make a christening and wedding combined,"I laughed.

"That is not funny Geoffrey, no you shall be married in the registry office at Totnes and hope none of our ally notice,"she insisted.

"I said it in jest mother,"I sighed.

"But wed her you shall Geoffrey and that is my final examination give-and-take,"female parent declared firmly.
"Oh, and what does Miss Blenkinsopp say ?"I enquired.

"That is not at issue, she will do what is necessary,"Mother insisted.

young woman Blenkinsopp joined us."I understand we are to be married Serena,"I suggested.

"Yes, your mother suggested it might be a solvent,"she replied.

"Then we are agreed,"I laughed,"No love just a public convenience !"

"On the contrary sir, I fell in love with you the moment I saw you,"she replied.

I was utterly shocked,"What did you say ?"I demanded.

She looked me in the eye and stated"I love you, why else do you think I let you make up love to me ?"

"Oh bloody blaze,"I said and I sat down,"Gosh."

mother broke the silence,"I will have Mrs Hamworthy put an extra pillow in your bed Geoffrey."

"Yes,"I agreed.

Mother continued"And you will call for a nursery and if it is a little girl you will demand a wet nurse."

"Why ?"I enquired.

"For an heir Geoffrey. No time to waste, if it is a miss back in harness straight away,"Mother insisted.

It was altogether a very tranquillity social occasion, a round-eyed ceremonial at the registration office at Totnes Assises, a tranquil reception, a abbreviated sojourn at Morelands and then the patter of diminutive feet.

A female child. So it was back in harness and try for a boy. No success yet but it has proved to be very gratifying and satisfying trying. Many a serious tune is played on an old fiddle !