I knew his arms, his chest. I gasped and tensed. I was so confused. But I knew him. I knew I was safe with him, and I melted into his arms. When he st...opped hugging me, I opened my eyes and there was Edward’s beautiful wife, Micheline. While Edward was my age and looked like a happy Viking, Micheline was older. She was small and athletic-looking with short, boyish black hair and a seriously undaunted expression. “Can’t you see, Edward?” said Micheline. “She’s had a fight with that fool Victor. He must have noticed my reaction."Chère…If you're not ready…" he began. I cut him off with a gentle kiss."No, I'm ready…just nervous is all…I…I've never…." My face burned and I turned my head, embarrassed at my words, even though I knew that he was already aware. He placed a hand on my cheek and stroked it gently with his thumb."It's ok Darlin’…I’m gunna take care of you…" he whispered as he began rubbing my core with his nimble fingers again. I whimpered and arched my body, causing him to kiss. "Yes, get those melons, Claude. Fulfill your sick and twisted desires." I could envision the sexy action just fine, but I failed to actually see any of it. After I was done, I was breathing even more heavily, and then I collapsed back on the couch. I relaxed for half a minute and then she lay down with me. "I do love my newly cum covered tits, Claude. You are good at that," she praised me, wrapping her arms around me. We stayed in silence for a minute, but then she smooched my cheek. "Can't you. ” She said in a low voice.“What? I mean. You have?”“Yeah. Come here.” She pointed and beckoned to him with a curled finger. She had a feeling he didn’t just visit because he was horny. He made a point to get up in the middle of the night to have some private time with her, without the others lurking around. He was here to make her his first, and she was going to make it as memorable as she could.Brandon stepped into the room and closed the door behind him, flicking the privacy lock and slowly.