When she had her chest and sucked on her tits, and Andy buried his face in her damp crotch, snaking his tongue up between the downy folds of her pussy...ips.Tess spread her legs and rotated her hips forward. She felt more of Andy's tongue work into the soft squishy folds of her itching cunt. She arched her back and shoved more of her tit into Jeff's mouth. Then the boys placed her flat on her back on the bed.As Andy knelt between her thighs and tongued her wet cunt, Jeff knelt at her side,. ”“Let me help you, darling,” she answered.Using a wash cloth, she cleaned his midsection and helped him put on his uniform. With a kiss, he bade her good-night and left the house. At the quay, the gig was waiting, and a scant ten minutes later, he was back in the Asia‘s after cabin.Dinner in the Malta was a stiff and uncomfortable affair. Keller kept a young priest as his private secretary, and he had his guests sit through an abbreviated service before dinner was served. The food was barely up. Juliette, to be fair, didn't really take long to make herselections and called us back to the computer after about twentyminutes."Okay people quiet down," we did as bid, "I'm not going to show you mychoices, we all pick blind. Can you get a dish please Maddy?"We waited while Maddy fetched a mixing bowl."Right, I've got ten bits of paper," she indicated a handful of paperballs, "they all go in the bowl and then we each pick one. There's anumber on each one which refers to a picture, I know which. “Yes?” I asked. “In the play Richard III is a hunchback and all messed up and stuff. Why did you cast me for that?” I smiled. “It’s a question of artistic vision, hon. When Shakespeare wrote these plays, he was doing so for Queen Elizabeth, whose bloodline beat out Richard’s family for the throne in the war of the roses. To mollify her, he had to make Richard out to be a monster so that she’d feel better about her position in the world.” “Oh.” He said, looking a little bored at the long.