I gradually moved down to lick her bellybutton and eventually unhooked her shirt and pulled it down. I removed her panties also. Now she was sitting n...ked in front of me. The things I was desperately trying to get once, was mine for the taking now. I started to lick her pussy. I kept licking and licking.I got up and took a couple of pics of her naked body. I then pulled her to the side of the sofa and put my dick in her mouth. I started to mouth fuck her. I got so carried away that I forgot I. It was appropriate to her age and love of activity, but in a style that emphasised the sophistication and elegance of the archetypal cultivated French woman.I took her arm as we went into dinner to the sounds of our dance scores. Her unencumbered breasts and erect nipples made the dress move sensuously and all eyes shared her moment. Laurence and I had pride of place at the head of the table and Madam Fabre, her husband and Henri, my male dance teacher had been able to join us. We embraced both. “There are a few ways we can handle this, Bridget. I could hand the original over to Detective Lee,” Xenora threatens. “He seems to be gunning for your family.”Bridget looks up at the creature. Her lovely face has gone from bright red embarrassment to bone white fear. “Please, don’t do that. I’ve worked so hard to get where I am. The humiliation alone would be too much for me to take.”Xenora nods in understanding. “There is another option that I might be willing to consider.”“Anything as long. While Lowell began jerking off near the shower curtain. Belle was visibly jilling herself as well with one hand, while holding the camcorder in the other, until Carver was nice enough to bring her the tripod ... and it became clearer to us that those in the hallway were pleasuring themselves as well.I led the others out into the hallway, too, and I told Shannon, “Grab the strap-ons and thigh harnesses, plus lots of lube. We’re gonna need it. It’s Train Tuesday, after all. Plenty of other sex.