I'd like to grab a shower and some more of those fabulous clothes to which you've treated me."Robert glances about the portrait-studded walls where th... voyeuristic muses have reassumed demure stillness. "This is your room," he corrects."Really?" I manage coolly, in case he's playing with me.He bounds from the bed, takes my hand and leads me into the marble opulence of the bathroom. A switch is clicked, and multiple jets spring forth, crisscrossing the shower enclosure."You won't be needing. Here lick this then suck it into your mouth just like a lolly pop. Each time I would clean his finger he would put it back into my pussy until someone else took the lead, as I got down he turned me and gave me a full kiss on the lips and squeezed then gently smacked my bum. I went round to Hubert and got on but when I let go of his cock he told me to keep hold and to lift my knees up, he placed his free hand over mine and gently moved it up and down I watched as the tip of his cock was covered. He was short in stature, and thick around the middle, with a wild mane of white hair and huge black plastic-rimmed glasses, and looked to be in his late forties. With a pleasant smile he offered first Kim and then me his hand which we both shook, then he escorted us into his private office.I didn't intend on spending the first few minutes in the lawyer's office in conversational pleasantries to break the ice, so I just came right out and said, "Let's get right to it Mr. Goldstein, do you have. There’s some that are dead inside, you know, that have no lust at all, like a dried flower, but she doesn’t strike me as one of those.’ ‘No, she doesn’t,’ Constance said. ‘But perhaps she just likes to watch. I’ve heard there’s those as do. Maybe she frigs herself when we’ve all gone to sleep.’ They had finished their bath and ended up on the floor, rolling around all nude and squeaky-clean until they ended up lying on their sides, each with her head gladly imprisoned between the thighs of.