Indeed, looking around, she was hard pressed to spot anyone wearing more than a bikini bottom. Being mid-Summer, like her, the pair of them was quite ...anned already. Michael, also in his late fifties, and Grace a few years younger, both retained attractive bodies. Grace was certainly smaller-chested than Doris, perhaps a D cup, but obviously quite fit. Doris observed that Michel was slightly larger than average in terms of endowment, and quite thick, and she thought her s****r a lucky woman. . He knew of her choiceof lifestyle, and that if Christian had known, would have fired her onthe spot. He also knew of her lustful desires for none other thanBrandi herself. "Hmm," he thought, "I wonder if she and I can both getwhat we want."Kris opened the door to Brandi's dressing room, only to find no traceof the pop star. She shook her head, as she knew exactly the next placeto look. She continued down the dark hallway, passing a few more doors,but never checking any of them. Finally she. .is...an order."In a tone of serious concern, she said, "I don't think that's a good idea master. If I'm caught, it would ruin everything." Then you'll just have to trust me. Now get off of your knees and follow me upstairs."In her bedroom, I selected a very sexy dress that fitted her like a glove. While it wasn't sheer, it did show off her voluptuous body. The outline of her tits made it obvious to anyone who saw her, that she was wearing a partial brassiere. Those nipples pushed the flimsy. She placed her hands on the back of my head and forced my tongue deeper into her dripping wet cunt; she smelt very musty and tasted good. I continued this for a while until Julie my head away and pulled me to her and kissed me again. “Mmm, I can taste myself on you, and I love the taste of my cunt.” She climbed on top of me and squeezed my tits hard and began to rub her pussy against mine, grinding herself around in small circles. The sensation was fantastic, I felt myself doing the same..