Again I watch as my angel dips her head to lick and suck hungrily at the tasty treat she has prepared. The woman moans, back arching in pleasure. I'm ...ery hard now, the stress and the grief of the day completely forgotten as I watch Tuesdae pleasure this stranger. I am mesmerized by its eroticism, both of the act and naughtiness I feel watching them. Tuesdae moves between the woman's legs. She holds a feather in her right hand and softly moves it down the woman's body as her left hand glides. That one is in the Hermitage in St Petersburg, another is owned by the Patriarch of the Orthodox Church in Moscow. That leaves two in private hands. One of these I’m certain isn’t available. That Greek oil chap, Nikolaides, owns it. He doesn’t part with anything. That leaves the fourth and that has a very interesting little history. “Now this one was brought out of Russia by a Wehrmacht officer during the latter stages of World War Two. Unusually, for those times, it wasn’t looting. Seems that. " "Do you really want to then?," Randy breathed, almost unable to believe what he was hearing. "Yes, Darling, I want to make this Birthday your best Birthday present ever. I know you want too also, so let's really make it special for both of us and do it" Jennie breathed. A moment later, they drifted off into a deep sleep.Waking up in the dead of night, Randy reached over in the darken bedroom and located Peggy Chan's 'soiled' panties now almost dried. Pressing the Chinese Math Teacher's soiled. As she sat down I started to say something, but she quickly shushed me. "Gpaw, I know I caught you by surprise yesterday. But growing up, you were the one who always told me, 'if you want something, figure out how to get it for yourself. Don't sit there hoping it will magically appear in your lap,' remember? I told you that Grandma and I talked. From the things she said, I really don't think she would mind what we did." Karen, last night I spent a lot of time thinking about us. Trying to accept.