Seductive Stepmother Indulges Her Mischievous Stepson’s Desires

“Mummy said you’d been naughty.” the girl ventured. I swiftly realised her chances of marriage were well under par and without a dowry did not exist, perhaps she craved a good cocking. For my part I enjoyed the ride, and mused over whether it should became a regular event, after all she was unlikely to have many opportunities to be unfaithful. I sprinted at the door to their compartment and barged a Vicar out of the way to ensure I and only I was able to join them therein. “Monkey business I expect,” I ventured. “Where are you going?” Lydia asked. “The heater is under your seat, if I sit there and you come here,” Lydia suggested
So we changed places. “I am a man, almost any woman would please me if she allowed me to conjugate with her.”
“Damn you,” she railed, “Did that mean nothing to you, what we did?”
“Yes, it was very pleasant,” I admitted. “Cup of tea Sir?” Mrs Jenkins asked as she opened the door to deliver a tea pot and two cups.