An's cunt spurted Champagne like a shower, foaming and gushing into Carl's mouth and body. He held his mouth open as she almost pissed Champagne into ...is mouth."OH FUUUUCK... AAAAAAARRRGGHHH!!!! OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!! Drink that you bastard. Drink the champagne from my pussy. OH YEEEEAHHH!!!"Carl pushed her knees towards her tits, making her pussy bend towards her body. An's cunt gushed champagne into her own mouth which she hungrily drank. As the foaming shower trickled down, Carl lapped her. “Maybe you could use this honey” I said. She took it and hit Reg across the chest. He didn’t make a sound. “Harder honey. Harder like he used to hit you” I said. This time she tried against and Reg moaned. “That’s better Mandy. Make that bastard husband moan” I said and she did it again. Reg groaned this time and struggled with the straps that held him. I don’t know what Mandy was feeling but I was getting turned on. She hit him several times and there were red welt marks across his chest. “Now. Conversation was lively and amusing and suddenly the coffee had been served and the table cleared and the two girls knew that their moment of truth had come. The Count rose to speak.“Ladies and Gentlemen, I am so glad to welcome Sir Richard and his friends back to the Chateau for what I hope will be a momentous two days. Tomorrow we look forward to important business, but tonight we anticipate with great pleasure a night of hedonism.Dear Miss Simone, you are always welcome in the Chateau, and. ‘Jeffery Austin Pierson, why are you running from this conversation?’ ‘I’m running from you,’ I exclaimed before I could stop myself. The look of pain that shot across Lacey’s face cut into my heart like a jagged knife. ‘God, Lacey, I’m sorry, I,’ ‘No, you know what, Jeff? This was a dumb idea. I’m sorry for dragging your lazy, bastard ass out of bed on a beautiful day to get some fresh air into that stubborn head of yours.’ Lacey pushed me away and stalked off toward the road. ‘Lacey, come.