I put on a pair of running shorts and a clean tank top and opened the door expecting mom to be there.But no one was in the hall. I stepped out and wen... into the kitchen. There I found mom topless standing in front of the sink with her back to me. The top of her bare buttocks were outlined by the strings of her new bikini thong.I just stood there staring at mom's bare ass. I had no idea she had such a beautiful ass. Her butt cheeks were like golden globes, soft and smooth just waiting to be. At that time in the morning, her office would be virtually empty because even her assistant didn’t report for work until ten o’clock. Her assistant was a much larger Irish Catholic girl from the Bronx still working for her medical degree and she was so top heavy with double “D” boobs that it seemed like she was always slightly bent over although that was an optical illusion and she was straight as a stick. She had a typical female Irish girl backside with ass-cheek shelf that jutted out in. Painter, and a manservant, Hoggins.They were accompanied by the Right Honourable James Palmer and Maddalena, his wife of two months. The reputation of Munich as a centre of the fine arts had spread over Europe and James was eager to see it for himself. So eager that he had volunteered to serve as private secretary for Richard. Having Maddalena or Maddie, as they called her, with her was a stroke of luck for Ellen.Two more companions were travelling with them. Colleen McAllister and Melissa. I gripped them and buried my face between them, inhaling the creamy scent of her skin. ‘Oh yes, suckle them, baby,’ she said. I kissed them all over, then took each nipple into my mouth, sucking hard. Alicia trembled in pleasure. She always enjoyed my paying attention to her breasts. I felt them withdrawn, and then her hot breath on my own nipples. She sucked each one into her mouth, hard, and nipped me slightly. The effect was like a bolt of electricity to my cock. I felt her hot, sucking.