Who was the bigger slut shethought? her or him. Who cares so long as its fun, she thoughtdeliciously. But for all the mental satisfaction she had gott...n from thesituation, her clitoris was still throbbing and insisting on someattention.Letting herself into the flat and kicking off her heels she flicked onthe electric fire for its glow, and the television for some backgroundnoise and without stopping to even put on a tape of Gerry knelt in frontof the fire and gazing into its fake embers,. Then I noticed that Elen was checking me out, ok I was looking at her too, those wonderful tits have always got my full attention, and the cute butt too. My cock was still soft, I don't know how looking at Elen in that dress. I moved around a bit as we talked and to my delight felt my cock slip down my leg. I knew in a minute the head would peep out as the shorts rode up. Elen's eyes dropped to my crouch now and then as she too was waiting for it to pop out. I could feel my cock begin to. So, what of Madame Celeste? Firstly, her pictures are totally genuine, and nothing has been photo-shopped. In fact, Madame Celeste looks even better in real life. She is quite petite, very slim, and always looked amazing throughout my time with her. I have always liked Gothic women, and her make-up, style, clothing, jewelry, piercings … all of this makes, for me at least, the perfect domina. Madame Celeste also has very strong English, so we had no problems communicating during our time. "NO! We'll send one of his granddaughters."And that, as they say, was that."I'm going up to my house." All innocent like."Wait, I'll get one of the girls to go with you!" That was mostly a mumble because I was already out the door and down the veranda steps. Jezebel was standing at the corner of Main and Oglethorpe.Oglethorpe is the street where Jez worked at 'Guns and Junk.' 'Jay and J, Prop.' I was actually expecting her ... even pleased she was there."Hi, Jez. You're looking mighty fetching.