I offered them a glass of French Champagne or a glass of Royal Cassis (champagne with Kir Cassis).We chatted politely and then went into dinner. NCIS ...were paying for the hire of a chef, with an assistant cook. The maid would serve the meal, but I was going to pour the wine for the guests.First course was Pate de Fois Gras, served with a chilled bottle of Italian Pinot Grigio. The main course was Fillet Mignon with fries, and a Parisenne salad. I went round and filled their glasses from the. “Hi.” I giggled“Well hello there. Who might you be?”“Lily.”“How are you tonight Lily?”“Hungry. Hungry for cock and cum.”“Oh I think I can oblige you there. I have plenty of both.” I pulled my hand back to my side and awaited my prize. Instead his hand popped though and I pushed it towards my tits.“MMMM you do have some big tits there Lily.”“Yeah I do. You wanna fuck them?” his hand pulled away and then his cock slipped through the hole. I gasped when I saw the size because this man was HUGE. I. ” Gasped the reverend, rotating his hips and widening the channel still further.Clara looked on approvingly as the bloodstained cock briefly reappeared before driving deeply into Georgette`s bruised and torn cunt.Georgette was in a world of pain. It felt as if a cudgel had been thrust inside her, twisting and turning and tearing at her insides. Clara gripped Georgette`s face, long nails digging into her jaw.“You ungrateful bitch.” She hissed into Georgette`s ear. “I did all this for you. This. You were pretty wild yesterday on the ride home, any particular reason? I asked. She was silent for a little while longer than was necessary when she finally answered. No, I just wanted to feel you, she said and then hesitated again. And&hellip, I said encouraging her to continue. I.., she stammered, just wanted to be sure. Okay, this was like dragging a turtle out of its shell. She wasnt volunteering anything but some thing had definitely bothered her. You know you can ask or tell me anything..