I hate having an itinerary to follow, preferring to keep things somewhat fluid.Over a rare treat for breakfast, the 'full English' as most Brits would...call it, I caught up on the news. Then my cellphone buzzed. "Hi Sylvie, I hope you don't mind me calling, but I thought you should know that the shop is under threat of closure unless we can up the turnover figures. I know Candy is worried but she keeps it all inside, and I wondered if you might have any positive thoughts or ideas that might. My sister quickly recovered and crawled beneath my wife and began licking Anne's pussy, Jo screamed in exctasy, she was clearly in heaven. No words came from her mouth, just grunts, and groans as my sister's tongue and my dick worked her dripping wet cunt to orgasm. In record time my wife's pussy was clenching and spasming around my cock as she screamed out her orgasmic pleasure.As she came down she rolled over panting with exertion. My sister climbed on top of her straddling her face and. I slumped back and sat on the edge of the bed with my dick pointing upward towards the ceiling. I felt helpless and defeated, yet terribly aroused. The kissing sounds stopped and I was certain my nightmare was over. They were whispering to each other but I couldn’t quite make out what was being said. Finally, I heard my wife softly say, “yes”, and then there was another thump like sound. The thump sound had come from the floor and was followed by a groan from Todd and then soft slurping. I will go there even if I have to go alone, but mark my word. I won’t know you when I come back.”Meateater fumbled with his gold covered tusks and said with a rough mumbling sound. “That cursed wench, Black Velvet, had us over a barrel just recently and demanded millions of Polos. She settled for a single Celtest artifact as payment. I have seen her treasury and I know she is a sly business woman dealing with slaves and planets. Go tell them Velvet, tell them what Celtest artifacts, even bits.