Chapter 63 When did Mr. Ford become so infatuated?

"Ah!" Celeste was lying on the bed, her leg hoisted up high. Her eyes fluttered open, only to see Nathaniel taking over in a frenzy. Nathaniel was totally into her body, already tight and slick, almost too much for him to handle. He peered down at her and issued a low command. "Touch yourself." "What...?" "Your chest... touch it..." Celeste's hands were still gripping the sheets next to her. At his command, she opened her eyes, looking puzzled. "Yeah, like that... a bit harder, grab it..." "Mmm!" The woman beneath him was now playing along, gently stroking herself as he had asked. Her breasts were squeezed between her fingers, swaying wildly with their movements. Celeste felt like she was a small boat in a stormy sea, completely dependent on Nathaniel for direction. "Is this the spot?" "Hmm?" Lost in the sensation, Celeste suddenly heard Nathaniel's voice and looked up confused. But then she felt a sharp thrust. He asked again. "Here?" "That must be it..." "Ah!" When he