Dinner is served

With Tiffany on top, she strains back to look but you immediately start pounding her again and her elbows buckle as she falls onto your chest. Cyril remains at the door, the essence of dignity, and coughs quietly to himself. You're too absorbed on how tight Tiffany's pussy gets again (and the sounds of her moaning into you) to really pay him any attention.

Cyril then moves into the bedroom and stands at attention over at the side of the bed. He coughs again when Tiffany calms down. You slow down your fucking but now both Tiffany and you look towards him. You can't tell but you think you see Cyril's cock starting to stir.

In a typical snotty British accent, Cyril announces, "Miss Tiffany and Mister Doe, dinner is served. It seems that Miss Tiffany did not hear the bell with all the - ahem - tutoring Mister Doe is providing."

Tiffany looks to respond to Cyril and you decide to take advantage to really methodically pull out and pound her hard and steady. Tiffany locks her legs behind you and you start to move towards the far side of the bed. Repeatedly gasping whenever your cock has slammed all the way into her pussy, she says, "Cyril, (gasp), yes, (gasp), I think (gasp) John may (gasp) just take (gasp) me (gasp) - take me (gasp) - like this downstairs (gasp) and we'll (gasp) just take (gasp) one seat (gasp) together..."

Cyril looks at you two with disapproval and informs you, "Miss Tiffany, I do not think you understand. The Lady of the House does not intend to inform your father of your little 'arrangement' here. The staff are fully informed but we have all been instructed to tell him that Mister Doe is in fact your tutor for schooling and nothing more."

Tiffany tries to respond again but before you two get off the bed, you laugh and announce, "Well, good thing I'm ready to cum now!" You lean in and kiss Tiffany. Positioning your legs around hers, you hold her and leave her unable to move as you go with full **** into her pussy and pour every last ounce of cum you have into her. As you dick softens, you feel an absolute mass of cum flushing out of her pussy onto the bed. Tiffany pulls back and looks you with a mix of lust and annoyance as your humor.

Cyril interrupts to add, "Well, thank you Mister Doe. May I suggest that the two of you clean yourselves up and appear presentable so that the Master of the House does not question this arrangement you two devised?"

As you roll Tiffany's exhausted body onto the bed, you stand up and respond in a mock British accent, "Cyril, my good man, I think that is a quite splendid idea. Let the lady and I prepare ourselves so that I may meet this Master of the Home and gain his good graces!"

Moving backwards towards the door, Cyril looks straight at you with a slight smirk and responds, "Yes, sir. I shall inform the others that you two will be at least another half an hour before you will be presentable."

With that, Cyril moves out of the room. You and Tiffany look at each and laugh. You ask, "is he always like that?" She laughs again and tells you, "No, normally he's very quiet and reserved, I think he saw the absurdity of what we're doing here. Still..." Tiffany then grabs your hand and leans over to give you a peck on the cheek and mockingly adds, "this dear lady thanks the good sir here for a splendidly thorough ravishing."

As she leads you to the bathroom, you stop to bow and continue on, "Thorough ravishing indeed, my lady. The pleasure is all mine of course." Standing up, you pull her towards you and give her a kiss, while whispering, "But seriously, I hope your first time was as good as mine" and wink.

With your cum still dripping down her legs, you lead Tiffany into the bathroom. Her bathroom is equally huge and there's a big standing glass shower right there that's just perfect for the two of you. You hold her hand and mockingly pull her into the bathroom and shut the door. When you let her go to figure out the settings, Tiffany leans forward and almost falls. You catch her and move her down slowly as she laughs and tells you, "Well, sir, I think you've fucked the legs out of me."

You laugh and finally get warm water going, telling her, "Wait until Monday morning! You won't be able to stand for a week!" getting her to laugh as well.

As the warm water starts, you pick Tiffany up again, grab some liquid soap and start washing her back, ass and even softly on her well used pussy. As you lean in and kiss her on the lips again, you move to start soaping her tits. You keep at it while staring at her in the face with a smile. She puts on a michevious smile, telling you, "Ok, that's enough, Mr. Wise Guy, I think my tits are quite clean now. Your cock on the other hand, that needs some soap and a little lubrication..."

With that Tiffany grabs your cock with both hands and starts sucking on it with earnest. She continues to rub her hands up and down the shaft but she puts her mouth directly on the tip and starts bobbing up and down. Her left hand moves to fondle your balls as she start pushing you back towards the shower wall. You move your hands off her and lean back against the shower wall as she takes both hands to your balls while aggressively sucking on your cock.

You moan out loud and try to grab her shoulder to slow her down. However, Tiffany won't let up and keeps on going down further and further. She's decided to take total control. When she start gagging on your cock, you worry it's too much for her and try with some **** to grab her by the shoulders. She pulls her head off your cock, and looks your straight in the eye with a stink eye. You worry that something's gone wrong but she laughs, winks and then goes straight down with full **** onto your cock.

Pulling up again, she playfully announces, "You've got a monster cock here, Mr. Doe!" Then she holds back and takes your whole cock in one complete rush, bypassing her gag reflex and starts trying to suck you dry. You can barely stay up as you move backwards but she keeps on sucking you like she's trying to literally suck the lifeforce out of you.

Tiffany keeps on pulling up for air and going all the way down on your cock. You feel her face on your groin as she deep throats you again and again. She keeps her two hands focused on your balls, but as she opens her mouth for another round, she doesn't get past more than the tip of your cock before you just lose it and start gushing cum. Tiffany doesn't take a break and instead, immediately swallows it. As you keep on cumming, she moves her hands to your cock shaft to hold control as she just swallows cum after cum after cum down her throat.

Exhausted, you bend forward to your knees and Tiffany lies down on the ground. You look at her and think your cock may even be hardening again she puts her hand up to your mouth and burbs. As the water continues to shower both of you, you tell her, "Fuck, you won this round, I can't stand up after that, Miss Tiffany, you cock sucking siren!"

You turn off the water. Both of you get up, dry off in a towel and while Tiffany picks out her clothes, you see that someone had left a pressed set of clothes on the bed, which already had the sheets changed for good measure.