She ruminated on the possibility of encouraging young Mr. Goodnight to explore her physical attributes as well as give her verbal input on her speech....he brandy seemed to loosen them both up and she told Jason to accompany her to the private gallery room where she kept the most valuable pieces of her famous French Impressionists period. They stood close to each other as she explained the perspective in the Utrillo blue period. Each time she viewed that particular painting her pussy flowed with. As sticky cum ran down her spine, the cock in her mouth was yanked out. “Are you a cumslut?” the man growled.“Yes!” Natalie replied without a moment’s hesitation.Right in front of her the man was pumping his cock with his hand. “You want cum, slut, you fucking beg for it!”“Please,” Natalie began. She understood that there was a changeover in her rectum, but it all went so smoothly it felt like her arse was continuously pounded, just like her pussy.“Fuck, that is one tight, fucking arse of. "Shall we touch you some more, Lucy?" Could she say no? Of course, not."Yesss..." she hissed as the hands were very low on her body, now and again slipping a bit under her pants to touch more of her upper pubic mound, the area of her body they liked to touch a lot. They were arousing her wildly.Helen stopped them by offering them drinks. After the drink, Bob and Rod took turns to hug her, crushing her transparent bra covered big boobs against their bare chest, and kissing her hotly. Their hands. Will this go a far as I hope it goes?Grinning at the stunned boy, and knowing in her incentivized plan was falling right into place, she felt her confidence level rise, enough to add the bluff, “Why Bro, you look a little stunned. If you don’t think you’re up to it, little brother, I can think of something else.”She heard Tommy immediately cry out. “No! I’m up to it.” And Emily couldn’t suppress a snicker. “I bet you are Bro.” She said back to him. “In fact I bet you’re up for it in more ways.