‘Oh Jon, you are so smooth and fat.’ I said as I held up the vibrator, which was about 10 inches long and half again fatter than Jon’s cock. ‘...’m not sure I can take it, baby…’ I whined as I licked the sides sexily and ran the end in and out of my mouth. Turning it on, there was a small buzz that could be heard and I ran its length down my neck, between my cleavage and under my breasts. The vibration was exhilarating. Running its tip over and around my nipples, I almost had an orgasm from the. I had some difficulty tying my cravat, but looking in the large dressing table mirror of Annette’s boudoir outside I thought I looked as elegant as any Pall Mall fop.I joined the funeral procession, which was preceded by the Curé’s cross bearer. Next followed the coffin, borne on the shoulders of the six apprentices of Monsieur Hulot, with the Curé of St Ursula’s church walking behind, reading from the Bible.Annette walked behind him, flanked by the three girls; all wore black, and a more. The woman was a picture of elegance in her tall stilettos. She looked down at the girls.“I can’t wait to get in; I love this pool!” Robert’s smiled knowingly at the two girls; Sandy winked back at him. As the beauty undressed she faced away from the pool; Bella looked enviously at the mature woman’s buxom form, she was certainly in her prime; her long elegant legs flicked her skirt to one side, and her beautiful red hair waved and shimmered halfway down her back, which was pure white with. Christ almighty. My stiffy was trapped, squeezed tight against my left thigh by the taut fabric of my pants. I thought she’d have trouble getting me out, but she pulled it all down at once, the whole deal, pants, boxers, and all, and I sprang forward like a diving board. I didn’t even mind that I couldn’t walk because my pants and undies were in a thick bunch around my knees… which needed the support. They might have collapsed out from under me, since she immediately played.