And he, his wife, and their guests were some the planet’s most beautiful people. It was, in short, an uncommonly beautiful moment. But all of them w...re much too drunk to appreciate it, or even really to notice it. No one could even properly taste the champagne anymore, and Annabelle thought this was a waste of a perfectly good and exceedingly rare vintage. But the cork was already out of the damn thing, so what was to be done?The party was small, only three people in addition to the lord and. Mimicking the way she had sucked his cock, he drove his tongue into her slowly, increasing the depth gradually until he was tracing the fold between her inner and outer labia. Judy gripped the satin sheets up into a ball in each fist when his tongue mashed into her clit. His tongued swirled around the base several times before he jammed his fingers into her perineum, between her anus and vagina, pressing hard while flicking his tongue along the right side of her clit. Releasing the pressure. On entering the Master's chamber, I could see that this area was a lot more refined and comfortable than the spartan ground floor and the stone stairwell had been.The walls were lined with fine wood paneling. There were curtains hung at the windows here and rugs on the floor. A number of spaces were lit by separate small Magic-powered lamps and there was a large chandelier with six Magic-powered lights on it, but it was not lit at present. There was a large fireplace with a finely carved mantel. But my legs spread on their own volition, and somehow my hips moved forward on the chair. Her toe wiggled up and down. “Say you will, come on, do it!” “Oh god,” I moaned. “This is so fucked up. Okay, I will.” She put down her foot again and beamed at me while I tried to get back my composure. “You’re evil!” I couldn’t help myself and stuck out my tongue. “Oh, you ain’t seen nothing yet, baby,” she quipped in a husky voice and stared at me. I looked right back into her eyes. Her lips twitched..