He savored photos of his beautiful Audrey with dildos of all shapes, lengths, thicknesses and colors and in various depths of penetration into her div...ne folds. Jeff’s favorite photos were of Audrey’s beautiful breasts. Some photos were of her breasts in push-up brassier and others were of nipple-clips pinching her nipples smartly. His very favorite were of Audrey with love bites on her neck and breasts. Sometimes these sexy hematomas were the result of their couplings and sometimes were. Eddie moved Joan to the lower bunk and slowly undressed her. Joan pulled Eddies clothes off and they both admired their beautiful bodies. Eddie nudged Joan's legs apart and caressed her nether lips. He kissed her cunt and Joan moaned and raised her mound up to his mouth. Eddie put his hands beneath her ass, plastered his mouth to her cunt and stuck two fingers into her. Joan started bucking up and down on the small bed. I unzipped my fly and took my very hard prick out. I put some lubrication. . why are we going there ... Master?" she asked him."You are going to get a tattoo," he moved closer to her inside the car."Please don't tattoo me. I never had one and those things hurt. Look I'll do anything else you want me to do ... Master. But those things are hard to get rid of," she begged him."I have tattoos too slave. You have seen mine," he chuckled. He had a tattoo on his back of the German eagle carrying a circle on its talon and within the circle was is swastika."Are you afraid that. ..” I began, “can you tell us where Sigismund von Metzendorf is now?”“Metzendorf? What the devil has he to do with anything?” It was Lord Lane’s turn to look puzzled. “I expected you to ask how many rooms there are in the house, or if the roof is in good repair – and where is your measuring equipment? Fine pair of surveyors you are if you have not the tools to do a proper job of evaluation with you.”“We are not surveyors,” I said. “We came for news of Metzendorf, who was last seen at Hungerford.