Michael watched in shock as her face contorted with pleasure. He could catch glimpses of a finger moving her panties aside and he assumed they were wo...rking their way deep inside her wet pussy. After a moment Valentina had the brilliant idea to reposition herself once again, this time exposing the dainty knot on the side of her panties that kept the left side together. The knot was undone in seconds. She then switched to her opposite side which was also undone in seconds. Her panties were ripped. “Oh wow!” I remarked, “Look at you!”Tammy blushed slightly as we hugged. Her perfume was intoxicating.“Where’s Jim?” I asked.Tammy took a step back, taking hold of my hands in hers and said, “We divorced.”I was shocked. Tammy and Jim had been together for years. “It was a mutual thing,” Tammy said. “We both wanted to go separate ways. We’re still friends, but he does his thing and I get to do mine.”Tammy proffered a wink as she let go of my hands. “Let’s catch up on things in a bit,” Tammy. Mandy saw the direction of my gaze and quickly closed her legs. I pressed on. “Did he put his fingers inside your cunt?” I asked as matter of fact as I could. “Yes,” was the reply, again after a short hesitation. “Did he touch your arsehole?” I pressed on. “No!” Mandy replied forcefully, obviously shocked at the suggestion. Then she looked at Sylvie. “Does Malky do that to you?” she asked in disbelief. Sylvie just smiled, but I could see her blush, too. “Okay,” I said, to retrieve the situation. With the peerage passed on to Anthony from his father, the lesser baronetsy that had been bestowed upon Admiral Sir Anthony Carter was now vested upon Andrew.Over his musings, the service had proceeded, and they had to stand for the prayer. This gave Anthony a chance to look to the right. His sisters sat in the pew behind the Queen.Siobhan sat with her son Reginald. Poor Siobhan! Her marriage had lasted but two months before her husband, Major John Pryce, was sent off into the Crimean War.