Curiousity kills the cat
She knew she was in trouble when Sir caught her spying on him through the curtains. Well what do we have here, he smiled wickedly? He grabbed her by her dress and dragged her out from her hiding place. Please Sir let me go she entreated. You spy on me and you want me to let you go? No, I don't think so. He looked at her, a mere wisp of a girl, just budding, his mouth watered. He ran his hand over her budding breasts licking his lips. He reached up and ripped...