Bunny finally got order and asked, “Any of you get laid too much, or even enough? Raise your hand.” No one did. “I thought so. At my age, bangin... for bucks sounds like a lot of fun. Here is what I’ve thought about.”Bunny suggested auctioning off the chance to fuck a breast cancer survivor that wasn’t their spouse. Not only could it raise a lot of money but it could jump start their sex lives. She asked, “How many of you would NOT ‘fuck for bucks?’” One woman raised her hand, “I would love to. “I listened in. I believe you did something noble for the poor man. I hope he’ll come around.”“So do I. Is everything set for the dinner?”“I believe so. Are there any special considerations with regard to His Serene Highness?”Tony could see a little devil of mischief dancing in her green eyes. How he had missed this!“You should consult His Excellency, The Baron Grossmann, Chamberlain of His Serene Highness,” he answered drily. “Oh, Jonathan holds him for a very good surgeon. Perhaps, he can cut. She gave up the fight and her hands went to her breasts and began to caress them. She took each nipple between finger and thumb and squeezed, grunting out her pleasure as she did so. Her hips had taken on a life of their own, beginning to thrust as if in the coital act.She was starting to moan, her excitement rising. One hand shot down to her vagina and started to stroke her labia. Her every action was pure instinct, she had no idea what was driving her. The pure lustful pleasure that her hands. " I said."Hmmm! Then what shall I wear tonight?" She asked, her eyes twinkling down at me. "Something seductive and revealing?"I opened my eyes and looked back up at her. "Yes." I said with a smile. My cock stirring against the bed as I lay there licking her."K!" She said. "Midnight trashy or summer slut?" Summer slut!" I said feeling the air of excitement at her attitude.She reached down separating her lips for me again. "MMmmmmm! You doooo lick my pussssy... sooooo... ggooo... ood, bu... ut.