Bare Arse

I had been asked to fetch the picnic gear from the loft to wash and get ready for the coming summer days. On my way across the upstairs landing I was passing Lady Sonia’s bedroom and she was bending down choosing shoes. The sight before me stopped me in my tracks.

I am so glad the carpets on the landing are so thick and she hadn’t heard me approach. I got more than a glimpse of her stretching down naked to the bottom shelf, her legs seem to go on for miles and she has a delicious little mole on her right thigh that I would love to run my tongue over.

From there I would continue down to the sensitive hollow at the back of her knees and then along the inside of her thighs to her arse, gently rimming her arse hole with my tongue.

I have some great pictures of Lady Sonia, click here to see them.