Taking himself in hand was an autonomic response to the vista he was recording on Webcam.

Notwhithstanding the oblivious proximity, Madame Mangos was also indulging in some personal pleasuring of her own, as her fingers slid indulgently between the folds of silk that embodied her innocent cover.

Neither were aware of the common bond of shared lust as Benito explored every fantasy on his willing corpse. A tableau of true vicarious concupiscence.

Flesh upon flesh. Eyes upon flesh. Hands upon flesh. “Don’t stop, don’t stop…… more, more,….. yes, yes, yes….. faster, faster”.

By now, the hit rate on www.chateaudequince.net was through the roof as millions of cyber-surfers were getting their collective rocks off as our hero and the unconscious ingénue were getting theirs off.
Madame Mangos collapsed in a sea of total abandon, falling backwards, thighs akimbo, as the window flew open revealing…….???

“Do come back, you know you want to”.

NEXT

Episode 8

"What the Butler Didn't
Want to See"