"Mistress, oooooh ..... aaaaa ... aaaahhh ... Mistress ... make me cum ... you're aah .. aaaahh ... aaaaahhhhhhh making me nnnnnnnnnrrrrrrrgrggghhhh."
My mouth flooded with juice, so much so I wondered if she'd peed on me. I swallowed and swallowed savouring every drop. Slowly her movements eased and her breathing became more regular. She eased herself off of me and brought her face down to mine, showering me with little pecks, kisses and licks and lapping up her own juices from my face.
"Oooh Mistress, that was wonderful. I've never cum so hard with a girl before."
We continued to kiss passionately for a few moments sharing her cum between us. She had reached back with her hands and was softly stroking my breasts stoking my embers slowing into flame.
"My turn, Mistress Beth." She whispered. "Come help me take off this nightshift and show me that lovely body."
I did as I was bid and we lifted off my nightshift. She pushed me back on the bed again and we pressed our young bodies together. Her thigh slipped between mine and I found myself rubbing myself up and down her leg as she kissed and tongued my mouth. Her hands explored my small firm breasts and her fingers pulled at my stiff nipples as I arched my sex against her silky thighs.
In what seemed an age she worked her way down my body sucking at my breasts before worming her tongue into my belly button. Her hand took over between my legs, her palm pressed against my mound driving me mad for more positive touching.
She stopped and smiled wickedly. "Mistress you are ever so wet. Look how slippery you have made my thigh. And look at my hand."
She raised it up to me and I grabbed her wrist, bringing her palm to my lips I lapped up my own sex juice. Gods I was becoming a sex fiend. She just smiled pulled her hand back and slipped two fingers against my aching slit.
"Mmm Mistress, I love watching my fingers open your little lips. Your hole looks ever so inviting and I wager that it's ever so tight. Just right for a chambermaid's little tongue or a nice stiff cock, I'd say. Did you like it when your own Father pushed his prick up inside you, Mistress?"
"Sarah!" I chastised. "Do you servants know everything that goes on in this house? If you must know, you cheeky girl, it was a bit dreamy to start with but when he pushed it deep up me I couldn't get ..... aaaahh ....enough."
I gasped sharply as I spoke to her because when I mentioned 'deep up me' Sarah pushed two fingers up me grinning broadly as she did so. She now worked those fingers to good effect fucking me and making my juices slurp as they slid in and out of my wet hole. She manoeuvred herself until she lay between my wide open legs and latched her mouth against my exposed, leaking pussy.
"Mmmm Mistress, your pussy tastes so good." She gasped between licks. "I think I shall want to lick you awake every morning. Now I shall make you cum for me, all over my fingers and tongue, just like you did over your lovely Father's hot prick."
I cast my head back and closed my eyes abandoning myself to her well-practiced fingers and tongue. Visions of my Father flashed through my head as Sarah brought me ever closer to my peak.
She worked me slowly and carefully for what seemed hours increasing the pace of her finger fucking and tonguing very gradually. Then very suddenly she forced her mouth hard against me groaning loudly into my pussy as she did so. Her movements then became more rhythmic and her groaning more constant.
I raised my head and opened my eyes: "In the name of heavens!" I squealed.