She does no work at all, not in the mansion, not outside. Her life revolves around country club memberships, private lessons, horseback riding, exotic...vacations, designer clothes. Only the best for my trophy wife. Although Mommy was already a crowned beauty queen, she wanted more, and so I paid for plastic surgery, getting her a set of breasts that are nothing short of spectacular, as well as enhancements to her lips and cheeks. I love Mommys breasts. She does not need a bra, though sometimes. I was hanging around contemplating my next move. My sister wanted me to go back to law school and join her legal practice at triple my salary, but I wasn’t sure I was cut out for the bar. I’d replaced Mary with Darlene, a stripper who worked at the Squires Club. She moved in with me a month ago. She was almost as good a fuck as Mary with the advantage she was unencumbered, no husband or boy friend, only her regular customers who paid for sex and didn’t give a shit who else was banging her. . Claire kept at it until she felt Nikki's body tremble beneath her in unwilling orgasm. Then she got up, turned around to face Nikki again, and squatted over her. "Time for the big finish," she said, taunting the helpless woman."Please... no more..." Nikki sobbed, her face completely wet with her tears and Claire's pussy juices. Claire moaned quietly as she relaxed her bladder. Nikki screamed, "Noooooooooooo!" as the warm piss flowed over her tits. Claire lifted herself up a little and let the. G volunteered to help clear up and Reenie told us men to go into the lounge. We wandered next door and Quin poured two large cognacs and we sat in two armchairs, started to chat, putting the world to rights. The conversation flowed and I didn’t realise how much time the girls had been missing. Later there were noises from upstairs, quite a lot of giggling and muffled conversation. We grinned at one another “looks as if they are getting on fine”. I nodded in agreement as we sat totally relaxed.