"I'd rather have access to your gorgeous ass." He smiled, face proud above his huge prizewinner."I turned to Braddock. "Tell me everything right now, ...or I'll give him what he wants."Braddock blinked."That isn't incentive... I kind of want to see that thing ruining your ass." Exactly. I plan to make it yours. You'll do it for me, won't you sweetie?" I smiled at William, giving his huge shaft a vigorous double-fisted pump that left my boobs bobbling."Sure!" He chirped. Braddock was no friend of. Her spoiled, pretty face reflected a lifetime of arrogancebossing obsequious servants and grovelling peasants. Her coiffure was one of her many glories. Isabella's personal hairdresser,Carmen, had worked her magic with slim deft fingers. The buxom beauty's longblack hair was fancifully woven around, and held in place by, a large, elaboratelycarved and beautifully lacquered wooden comb. Needless to say, Isabella's onlyacknowledgement of this skilful service had been a small condescending. When in an elevator she simply stood there without pressing a button until someone else came in. On the way to the room she wished everybody “Good Evening, Sir!” even to the cleaners and waiters of the hotel. After making few such blunders here and there, she finally reached the room.Using the keycard she opened the door and she walked right in. Her eyes widen further to see a big, well furnished, well illuminated, big hotel room. The hotel room was more like a flat with multiple rooms which. "Your turn!" Just a little while, and then we'll make him take us out for barbecue," Nina said, sliding into my lap with smooth familiarity. Her kiss was rejuvenating.Wednesday morning I called the lawyer. "Dodd," I told him, "A social worker came by yesterday to check out the place." D'you know who it was?" he asked."A Mizz Sheffield," I said."Oh, good! She's completely fair, Dan. Who'd she talk to?"Sandy and Nina. She got there while our new piano was being delivered. Nina says she seemed.