It didn't form part of the desk, or any other piece of furniture. And none of the considerable range of bookcases appeared to move."We don't have a ke...y or a combination," said HL. "I think we should call Mr Potter." Good idea," I said. And did so.Mr Potter told me that as far as he knew it was in the library, because Lady Anne, we had now discovered that it was short for Angelica, had told him so. No, he didn't have a key or a combination. Odd.We sat there. I rang for Mrs Johnson. No, she had. Good bye South America… Hello New Orleans!We arrived in New Orleans and found a nice little apartment on the east side of the French Quarter. It was Saturday night so Jody and I decided to see what the town had to offer us in the way of fun and sex. We both dressed in our shortest mini skirts, loose blouses and high heels… no panties or bras for us tonight.. We were hunting for sex.We found a dance club/bar/ pool hall on to the east of the Quarter. It was called “the Hole” and as soon as we. “You can go spank your pathetic cock in your bedroom.”“It's so nasty in your room,” Bimboslut said, hooking her twin sister's arm. They swept up the stairs, their black hair swaying like silk behind them. “So musty. I hate cleaning in there.”I groaned and followed them up the stairs. My dick was hard. Luckily, I had the rest of the video of watching my cousins getting fucked and bred by Billy. Christine just found out she was pregnant, and she was so happy about that. Michelle hoped she was,. Hot lava pouring out and it went on and on, me pushing up hard, her slamming down on me and both of us moaning and growling. Finally, as she subsided I did too. When we both finished she just sat on me for a short time. Then she laid back on me and I held her, rubbing her breasts and stomach. Pulling on her nipples then reaching down with my right hand, moving her hand and pressing my fingers into her, getting them wet with her juices and rubbing her clit softly. She was very wet and it wasn't.