They were undoubtedly having a wonderful time. Barbara felt a yearning deep inside her, to be part of this happy scene. Yet, all she could do was watc... them. She felt a pang of jealousy, too. Her handmaids were enjoying this enigmatic man, while she, Barbara, the Lady of Meiningen, was reduced to the role of watcher.She shook off that feeling, with an effort. Who was she to begrudge her faithful servants a little happiness? But then again, why was it that she, Barbara, was begrudged all. I almost didn't catch her.I clutched Sarah close to my chest ... she was breathing steadily and her pulse was normal. For all intents and purposes it appeared that she passed out on my door step.I shivered.It was really cold out here.I moved slowly with my added burden of a teenage girl ... I slowly dragged us over the threshold, and into the warmth of my entrance hall.I gently removed her coat and scarf and hung them up on the rack. I left the skirt and top on ... now was not the time for such. Elsa (the designer) only needed to fix the bra cups on me and reveal a little white from my goblets; she did the same with my ass cheeks and tucked the panties inside to reveal more of my body. I was told to pose and they took several shots of me and I found it strange as they kept on tugging in the panties and bra and concentrate on my body. I was told before that some designers like to have spotlight on their models as well as their designs. So I shut my mouth, after all this was my. Then, dragging her tongue back to Jenny’s cunt, Jessica slowly eased the tip into her mother’s hot, gaping fuck hole. As she felt Jessica’s tongue penetrate her cunt, Jenny reached down and placed her hands on the back of her daughter’s head, grinding the girl’s face hard against her quivering cunt. The incredible excitement of having her own daughter eating her pussy sent shudders of ecstasy coursing throughout her slender, naked body. Never had Jenny experienced a feeling like this, her.