The blouse was unbuttoned in front. She had chosen a pair of black stretch leotards. They were obscenely tight but she figured that she wouldn't be se...ing anyone but Michael. She carried a small overnight case.Michael was wearing a pretty blue summer dress that was cut low in the front and flared at her hips. It came to mid thigh and left much of her sexy legs exposed.Jenny looked over and saw that the hem of her dress had pulled far up her thigh. She could tell she didn't have a bra or nylons. "Our delay in leaving Brussels could not be avoided, and I will remind you the visit to the chateau was only a break in the journey to deliver Matilde and Violette. Besides which I am acting under the orders from my superiors in London." I ignored the rude noise Chloe made. "In any case, no one, not even you Chloe Renoir, has the authority to pledge the word of a Greenaway without their knowledge or consent."Chloe sprang from her chair like a blazing eyed tiger. "A Renoir's word is as good and. Not yet, first let me taste that virgin like pussy he said as he laid on his back and instructed her to sit on his face. She got up and wrapped her toned legs around his head and sat her face down on his mouth with his eager tongue sticking out. As she sat down on his mouth, you could see his long tongue get swallowed up by her brown and pink pussy lips. She grabbed the head board of the bed and let out a moan. Even his tongue was bigger then mine. He grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed them. She was just staring at me. I caught myself leaning against the car, gazing at her. She smiled. I got the weirdest impression that she could read my mind, that she knew exactly what I was thinking, and that it pleased her. I shut such thoughts out of my mind. They could only get me into trouble. She got into the back and slid to the center.I got into the car, started it, and waited for the line to move. Evidently it took a long time to situate children in expensive cars. Finally, they cleared.