Here, like this.”Contessa Helena de San Finzione got up from the couch and stepped out of the room, closing the thick old wooden doors behind her. F...ve seconds passed, then the doors were shoved open and she stepped proudly into the room between them and strode back her seat on the couch.“Like that, Darling,” she said, pulling apart the croissant and popping a bit into her mouth. “Every head in the room should turn when you enter. And if they don’t, make them.”Lady Maria nodded her. She loved the quiet solace that these Sunday afternoons brought her. Over a year earlier, she had moved here to hide and lick her wounds after a nasty divorce. She remembered those dark days when she didn’t even have the energy to get out of bed, recalling the fresh dose of evil that her ex had heaped upon her. She had never been good enough for him: too fat, too skinny, too loud, too quiet, not good enough in bed, too slutty in bed, and the list went on. But one day she had decided that she. Just relax and stop fightingit." Even in her frantic state, they cut through her panic. She took adeep breath and then made a conscious effort to loosen her muscles, toaccept rather than reject the intruder.And then the improbable happened. Her ring had somehow stretched enough toadmit him. Even so, the pressure and pain of it made her whimper. Hepushed a short way inside, then withdrew. But the relief was short-lived.He applied more of her cum to the abused entrance, added some of his ownspit. Jenny was also unaware that the control room were also getting the images from Richie's camera live at the same time. There were two guys and another guest in the control room and they were loving the images they were receiving. They were all finding themselves getting hard, too. They'd been in the industry a long time and had seen almost everything but every so often a lady comes along that is so horny, you just cannot be immune to. And Jenny was such a lady. Jenny was aware that she was.