Lucy floated away into one of her erotic moods as I cracked a second bottle of wine. We talked awhile and then I started to press her for the details ...of her last big sale. I nibbled on her ear lobe and blew my hot breath into her ear while massaging the back of her neck. It proved to be more than she could endure. She lifted her shoulders in a half shrug and finally relented and began to relate the details of that big sale.********She had been given an account that was deemed impossible to. Moist!The blood drained out of Maureen’s face. What had old William been doing to the replica of Anne Boleyn?Her hands trembled as she lifted the skirt to the statue’s waist; then she swayed back, feeling slightly faint at the sight that met her eyes. The body of Anne Boleyn was indeed perfect in every detail as her aunt had said. The figure was leaning slightly backward, silk-shod knees flexed, foamy-white thighs parted and above the apex of simulated flesh, a furry triangle of lustrous pubic. What?”“No, Sir,” she said, turning her eyes down. He lowered his hand. “I didn’t think so.”He snapped his fingers at Susana and then pointed at Claire. “Clean her up,” he instructed. “Take her to the room. Her pussy in shining. She likes this. But don’t let her cum, keep her on the edge. This is her punishment.”“Yes, Master,” Susana said.“When you’re done, tell her about her new life. You’ll be staying with me for now,” he said to Stella. He turned back to Susana. “Do not come back here until I. Tina looked at me and said “Hey bitch! My asshole was loving that shit! Give it back!”She grabbed his head and thrust his face back into the sweaty crack of her plump juicy ass and started to moan and gyrate in pleasure.Greasy reached his hand over and slid his fuck finger into my dripping wet cunt and slowly gave me the in and out. Tina was savoring every lick of his tongue that slid across her asshole and she turned to me and said “Damn Baby Doll, this fucker eats a great ass!”I looked down.