Her eyes closed for a moment before she opened them to glance up at theRaphael inspired mosaic she had paid a small fortune to have installedon her be...droom ceiling the year before.Her eyes tore away from the ostentatious reminder of her roots andprivileges. Victoria lived a life she knew others would kill to possessfor themselves.The four-hundred million dollar fortune that her aristocratic parentshad bequeathed her had left Victoria without a real worry for alifetime. It had all come too. Her tongue took over and pressed the hidden clit and brought out yet another string of orgasms. Danielle babbled and mumbled senselessly and pushed her own face into Carla's crotch to reciprocate the attention. She loved Carla's taste and shamelessly slobbered and lapped up the juicy slits nectars. Carla giggled at her luck and finding a hot girlfriend out of town. Her husband was hot and she got some good fucks in the city but, a girl that knows how to please her always had a place in her. One, the man, beckoned him. The other, the woman stood quietly beside him.From beside them another two figures emerged. To their left Dr Strange, looking just as Steve Ditko had imagined him, stood square on to the corridor, arms folded across his chest, eyebrows raised in scepticism as Gregg approached. To their right, Mandrake, top hat in hand, stared down the corridor in silent thought."Swami?" Gregg was convinced that that was who his dream host was.The man nodded, acknowledging Gregg's. The other lads argued for a bit but we all agreed that it would get us a lot of attention to go dressed as woman and wouldn't cost us any money. That night I went home to find my Mum was out. I nipped upstairs and did my usual in her dirty panties, thinking back to Alis huge cock pushing against my arse. I cleaned up and went downstairs and waited for my mum to return. Unfortunately for me she was in a foul mood and dismissed my request to borrow an old dress out of hand. telling me to stop.