He always loved her arousal. When he reached out with his tongue to touch her he tasted her familiar sweet juice and remembered the glorious, silken w...armth of her pussy lips on his tongue. Nothing tasted as good as Lena. He continued to run his hands over her skin while he lapped gently at her pussy lips, exploring her folds of skin gently and fully. He heard her groan with pleasure as he worked and felt a smile cross his features. The world was a better place when he was naked with Lena.. They both started some private interrogations of the younger girls in the family using some strange techniques that were illegal in most civilized countries.I got stuck with the more mature woman called Madame R. I can’t really use her real name because she most likely has a lineup of lawyers that would sue my ass for slander if I revealed it right out in the open.Madame R. was definitely conflicted. She looked facially more like a man than a woman but underneath that expensive tailored suit. Still, she managed to find a moment to draft a quick note and send it, hoping that her mother wouldn’t notice the absence of a single footman. That night, as she readied for dinner, Sabrina found herself feeling uncharacteristically nervous at the idea of spending the evening with her family. This was the first time that they would be together with Douglas, she wasn’t sure which she was more afraid of – that they wouldn’t like Douglas or Douglas wouldn’t like them. She was the last to arrive. But why would she being trying to catch him if he knows about her?" Maybe she wasn't actually trying to catch him but trying to find him," I suggested."What?" she asked. "Why would she be trying to find him?" Maybe what he's been doing has attracted attention and someone wants him stopped before we catch him and find out the truth." But our orders were to capture him, not kill him. They wanted him back alive, not dead." Well, maybe somebody wanted him back... , but that doesn't mean everybody.