He was damned near through with her... maybe entirely through; he wasn't quite certain yet; that was going to depend on Antoine's sweet little wife, M...deleine, along with several other minor details... but right at the moment he was enjoying the erotic spectacle of Ginny Novak's pain twisted face. Unfortunately, in a matter of minutes, she would come to enjoy it, lessening his own pleasure... and even as he stared up into her contorted face, mercilessly driving his gigantic shaft up into her. He stood along side her legs, nose seeking the source of this delicious odor. Vanna's legs were slightly apart and Bud stuck his nose in between her cheeks right up next to her pussy sniffing.Vanna was in a fog of intoxication, in her sleep when she felt his nose nudge her ass her mind said it was Jake wanting to make love again and was trying to spread her legs. She helped him by opening them wider. Bud getting better access to her hair-lined cove swiped his tongue up her pussy and across her. Even the shoes were dark grey and plain. The women were delighted with the way I looked. I kissed the feet of the trio as they left; Miranda reminding me that she'd be seeing me again on Tuesday, albeit briefly, as I was to entertain Sandy the ginger woman at the hotel."You'll be a star, I'm sure." She giggled as she left. Blanche had me stand by the front door as she prepared herself for our first trip out together. As I stood in my drab grey, I was stunned by Blanche's appearance as she. She was a little nervous and not sure what to say to them or how to fit in, so she really hit the wine to loosen herself up. When she finally decided to leave and walk home, she realized just how much she had been drinking. She literally crawled in the front door at around midnight that night. She was slurring her words, and falling all over the place. I was shocked she was even able to find our house. The next day she insisted it didn't hit her until she was walking home, and that she hadn't.