Floodlights were turned on to brightly illuminate the small wine velvet lined area of the drawing room and a guy arrived with a tripod-mounted video c...amera and hanging off his neck was a large Canon digital camera. Ambassador d’Rocke and Chantilly took up their positions and Chantilly was asked to show a bit more upper breast line. ‘Are you right Sid?’ she called to the camera guy who turned out to be her husband. He nodded. ‘Chantilly Brown,’ the Ambassador began, ‘I have been instructed by. The night would be theirs. She undressed and got in the shower. When she got out she put on a skimpy thong and her sheerest bra. She had large but firm tits. Big round nipples. Her pussy was waxed and very smooth. Her ass was round and firm and great for being massaged. She then put on a thin silky short dress cut low in front to accent her cleavage. She was going to look sexy for the handsome man. She checked herself in the mirror. Her tits strained against the material of the dress and it was. I couldn’t keep my hands to myself either and it started to caress her thigh, slowly working its way up to under her skirt. She whispered to me “Play with my pussy” I didn’t need a second time of asking, and my fingers went to work. Playing around the outside of her lips, gently rubbing them up and down. I was teasing the clit too, by brushing my hand over the top. Her breathing got heavier, and I could feel her body get warmer. I then felt her hand rubbing over my cock. I had my work trousers. Minute she said her age I knew what was happening. When a woman over thirty tells you how old she is, it's because she can hear that clock ticking, wants you to hear it too. Only clock I heard was a fuckin' alarm clock. She carried on for a bit, then looked at me real careful and did a weird thing: took my hands and closed them round hers. Tiny little hands she had, and mine kinda hid hers completely.'Reason I'm tellin' ya, Doug, I been talkin' to Ray some, and he said he wants for us to get.