. she’s perfect.” The clitorises of both Agatha and Violet poked high and hard against their tight satin underwear on viewing the plump and full b...easted woman, senior in years, very strict looking, every inch the ruthless governess or headmistress. Her satisfied smile at the tears given out in distress by a youthful male in honour of his buttocks being freshly striped, providing evidence of where her pleasures lay regarding masculinity. Madam Roussell allowed her the full indulgence of the. They would get drunk and high on crystal meth or cocaine with mommy dearest, staying up all night parting. Sometimes Pat would find strange men, that Lilian said she just met, using her and her home as a white trash whore den. As Marnie learned how to get her way, by sitting on the laps of these men, hopping up and down and squirming around wearing her short nighty and asking for a favor, “ just please let me stay up a little later” or shyly ask for a dollar to get some candy. She would say. Then her right. His hands grazed her cunt. Elle’s hips bucked. She was moaning. His teasing was driving her nuts. His mouth found her center core. Eagerly he licked her, kissing her clit. He sucked it. Harder, then lightly nipping. Elle was crying out now. Her moans of pleasure could not be silenced. Alex answered her cries with his fingers, filling her hole. She bucked against his hand, as his mouth returned to her clit. Alex momentarily stopped. Taking a moment to stare at Elle. Her. .... I told him not right now, but maybe he would like a wine like we have been drinking tonight and we could talk about going out and stuff like that. I did this knowing he was watching her tits through the shirt. This gets me going like nothing else! J offered to get wine. As she was walking back to us, he was looking at her nipples through the shirt, trying to be discrete about it. I started thinking............Then after awhile I just lightly started rubbing her back with one hand.