Tonight, the usually quiet driveway leading up to the house waspacked with chauffeured limousines, official motorcades and otherexpensive cars. The ma...n ballroom in the old house was full of powerfulmen and women. Politicians, bankers, actors, musicians, artists, thewhose who of the land were in attendance. They had all gathered heretonight at the behest of one person.The Duchess stood at the railing and surveyed the scene before her. Shesilently checked the guest list in her head. Good, almost. As my tongue pleasured her pussy I felt her getting an orgasm and she shivered and cummed all on my face and, she was a squirter as she let out her juices. I drank it all and kept eating her pussy which she yelled and said she going to cum again and this time she cane on my chest.I got up and asked her to lick it all to my surprise she cleaned all of it by licking it. Now I was rock hard and as my dick was playing on her pussy she was not able to control and begged me to put it in her and fuck. Helen, Bill's wife picked it up almost immediately."Helen, this is Art..." Is Bill there?" Hi, Bill, this is Art... yeah, just fine. Listen, what did Kathy have to say when you showed up with your shovel." He chuckled nervously, anxiously."She what?" Art's eyes widened, his lower jaw dropped to his chin. His cheeks flushed with anger. "You wouldn't be pulling my leg, now would you Bill?... This isn't a practical joke, is it?... A what?" Art pounded his forehead with his fist, his upper jaw. He then did something I had often thought about. He placed his cock at my armpit and slid it in. It felt so good over my smooth skin (freshly shaved) and by his groaning I could tell he was also enjoying it. He then slid down my body and we rubbed together silky, slippery flesh on flesh. Stomach on stomach, chest on chest, legs wrapping legs. He moved his thigh between my legs so I could rub my ass against it and I did the same for him. The feeling was electric and sent shivers up my spine. I.