" Madame Wendy, what are your plans for the afternoon?" I thought I would see a museum or two. After all this is Paris and thereare so many museums. A...nd Jacque, please just call me Wendy, Madame makesme feel older even than I am." Of course, Wendy, but you do not look old. You look mature and lovely." If I may, I could take you to my favorite museum in Paris. I know that abeautiful woman such as you would love it too. The Musee Marmottan. It isthe Paris museum of Monet. Hundreds of Monets just. " I stood up. "You know Dad. When he says to do something, he means it." I sure do know that."She waited, and when I got the joke she giggled. She jumped to her feet.I lifted the front of her shirt up to her neck."Hey!" she said and pulled it down. "What are you doing?" Looking for the fish."Maria yanked her shirt up to her chin uncovering her breasts. Wiggling her hips, she said, "Nothing here for you."I reached for her. She swatted my hand away and pulled her shirt down. "Lookie but no. He licked up all of her juice and began sucking on her labia. Her knees began to get week and she dropped to the floor. They began to kiss and she tasted herself for the first time on his lips.Some time had passed when he helped her to her feet, and into the shower. The warm water pelted both of them like a small waterfall. She could not keep her hands off of him and began to squeeze his balls, then moved her hand to his cock. As she began to play with it, he slid a lone finger up into her. The woman started to finger Michelle whilst the other women spread her arse cheeks to enable better entry to Michelle. The combination of the potion and the fingering soon had Michelle writhing in ecstasy as she exploded in a massive orgasm. The women looked on approvingly and nodding to each other agreeing that Michelle was ready for breeding. It was then that the chief entered the tent, he was a tall muscular build man and had a obvious air of authority and arrogance. The women knelt with.