Elizabeth rushed up the stairs towards her room, in a daze. Once in her room, she kicked off her shoes. She looked at the bed that she had made earlier, she could feel the wetness pooling between her thighs. She could feel her heart pounding, she took off her dress not wanting to wrinkle the fabric.
She left on her shift and her stockings, she crawled into the bed feeling the material of the counterpane against her thighs. She laid back, pulling the sheer shift up to her waist. She bent her knees, thinking about what Charles had told her to do. She shuddered as she let her thighs fall open, she brought her fingertips to the lips of her cunt, her middle finger thrusting into the slick wet heat.
She brought her thumb to her c**t and began to pant as she rubbed it short circles. Sh
