She felt John’s tongue begin to lick her pussy, paying special attention to her clit. “Shit! I’m tied up and being eaten out, just like I fantas...zed!” she thought to herself.Emma saw Joe’s cock and low hanging balls approach her now fully accessible face. Once again, she opened her mouth as wide as possible. She felt the huge rubbery cock head fill her mouth completely.As planned, her mouth and throat were positioned so they made one long straight pipe, and Emma soon knew why. Joe pushed his. She was still in her nightgown. “Good morning. How are you feeling now?” “I’m fine. Thanks.” “I had an interesting conversation with Agnes yesternite”. I tried to look puzzled. “She told me about your conversation.” I turned my face away, ashamed and angry that Agnes could so easily betray my trust. Sola turned my face to her and said “I believe you’ve heard about the vigil program organized by mum’s friend in the next village tomorrow?” “Yea, and before you ask, I’m not going.” “Well, I don’t. She gave me that smirk of hers, "Not bad, it has its moments." I should have a contact sheet for you to look in a couple of days." I want to have another photo shoot, and invite some friends of mine." Sure, I can arrange that. I'll see if the studio is free the day after tomorrow." OK great." She casually added "It's two guy friends, you have a problem with that?" Nope" I replied, secretly disappointed that it was not a couple of girlfriends.She never mentioned Brad, it was like he was never. The evening went with the greatest of ease. We dined well, and when I invited the others to come and join James and I for a nightcap, AnneMarie agreed, and Harry nodded his assent. The four of us retired to our rooms, where a substantial supply of champagne bottles were already cooling in my bathtub, surrounded by ice, placed there while we dined by an attentive David and Mary Johnson. (Mary did not tell her husband of our plans, simply that we planned a small party.) After entering the suite,.