My tongue, almost without thought, played on the rough area around her nipple, before dabbing at it playfully. “Yes,” Connie said, on a shuddering...sigh, “the areola can be very sensitive.” Then I was sucking on the nipple, with a wonderful sense of comfort."Ooh, I think your hand could explore lower. Feel how ready I am." Connie's gentle request revived my nervousness. Touch her down there? Without stopping my mouth's attention to her breast, I cautiously moved my hand across her flat belly.. ." Enough!" snapped the madam. "Rebecca, you know I will not tolerate that sort of talk! And in particular you know how much I abominate the use of the 'C' word!"Rebecca bit her tongue and muttered an apology which the madam gracefully accepted."I doubt we'll be working tonight ladies. But should the British remain in our fair capital we may be obliged to open our doors tomorrow under what could be trying circumstances. I suggest you return to your rooms, freshen up then join me in the parlour. She pulled her fist out then pushed her prolapsed asshole, mmm a beautiful rose bloomed right in front of me. Just as it bLoomed anal juices flowed from her prolapse and I licked them up and then started licking her prolapse. As pleasurable as licking inside her asshole was, now her asshole came out to me, mmmm it’s wonderful. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and got a her entire prolapse inside, I sucked and licked until it went back inside. She fisted herself some more and then I started. What is it about?”“I’m not sure it’s about anything,” Phil said. “As a general rule my parents don’t drink at business functions. It’s probably what keeps my mom from whipping her knockers out at the bar.”Hailey elbowed him the ribs and frowned.“Sorry, couldn’t help it,” Phil said. “It was a lot funnier in my head. I didn’t mean to piss you off.”“You didn’t and it is funny in a sad sort of way,” Hailey replied. “That explains Saturday but not Friday night. It also doesn’t explain why you don’t.