The clerk seated Lucy at the foot of a large cherrywood table. "Thank you," she told the clerk for his courtesy. The table had been kept in indifferen... polish, to Lucy's mind. A stout, mustachioed gentleman sat at the head of the table. "Miss Lucy Longbottom, I presume?" Yes, sir," Lucy said."I am Augustus Henshawe, executor of Lady Catherine Netherwood's will and conservator of Lord Jeremy Netherwood's estate, which will be settled on this day," he said. "Let us turn to the matter of Lady. I slide a single finger into you. I softly pump and wriggle it, then withdraw it, coated in your slippery juices. I lick my finger dry, then place it back inside you, joined by a second finger, then a third, sliding them in and out of your silky wetness. I suck lovingly on your swollen clit as my fingers sweetly explore the depths of your cunt. Feeling your sleepy orgasm building within you, I ease my fingers from your pussy and lick in a single long strong slow stroke from the base of your. ” It was obvious to both teenagers that Jill did want to join in the fun, and they wanted her to climb onto the bed and do with them whatever she would have been doing with their mother. To help her make up her mind, Tiffany rolled over to be flat on her back with her legs spread and Hillary let go of the dildo and let it stand invitingly straight up from her crotch. The display of their sexy young bodies had the desired effect, not only on Jill but on their mother too. “Take off that strapon. “Miss, where do you want me to put my things. I’d like to take a few minutes and wash up if you don’t mind.”“No, of course not. Come on in.”He grabbed his bag from the truck and followed her inside. “What the hell happened here?” he asked.She just turned and glared at him, what did he think happened here?“Go on upstairs; you can have the last room on the right. The bathroom is right next to it. There should be clean towels in the basket. If not just let me know.”He came down a few minutes later.