Sir Henry coughs nervously. He certainly isn't in the habit of being addressed by strangers unannounced. "Not really my cup of tea, I'm afraid." He ma...es to leave.Undeterred, the woman continues to enthuse. "I find it terribly erotic. Do you know the story behind the picture?" No, I can't say I do." Ah well, if you did, I dare say you'd give it a bit more respect. It's by Jean-Honore Fragonard. Painted around 1780, I believe. He went in for informal studies, when most of his contemporaries were. I guess I needed to wipe that smug look off his face.”He hugged his wifely tightly and said, “I’m proud of you. That couldn’t have been easy.”“It was actually easier than I thought it would be. I never loved him. I meant it when I said that I didn’t know what that word meant until I met you,” she said, kissing her husband gently on the lips.He swatted her butt playfully, “If I’m not mistaken, we were headed upstairs to fool around.”“Only if you promise to spank my ass!” she said. “Mr. Greene, with an E. I’ll let you off with just a ticket today. However, you need to watch yourself, you never know when I’ll be around watching and waiting for you to do something stupid. Here you go son, sign on the bottom line,” Officer Murphy says to John.I say to John, “John, please be sure that he gives us all four licenses back,” I hear Diane whispering to Jennifer that she can’t find a Captain Billings in my phone contacts. Jennifer tells her to just shush.Officer Murphy waits for. ?Covering your breasts and stomach as the priestesses continue to milktheir charges dry, squeezing their cock and balls to obtain their fullload.? The novices moans have subsidedand you can see they are having trouble standing, looking down you can see their cum glinting on your body in the moonlight, the thickliquid covering most of your body.?Without warning you see the tall frame of the high priest loom over you,he too is now naked except for his ceremonial cock ring, you can see the headof.