“Sit with me on the sofa. We will enjoy the spectacle of these two whores fighting to avoid the punishment. They are friends but Balkan friends are ...ever to be trusted.” Inwardly I groaned at her crass stupidity but I nodded in agreement. I had a part to play after all. We sat and Alexandra motioned for them to begin, her hand clutching my thigh through the silk of my dress. The women circled each other warily. I had no idea whether they had fought before but they had the look of combatants.. She slowed down sucking my cock and looked up at me with cum dripping off her chin giving me that cheeky smile once again.So, now what.... I do remember this was a bit of a head fuck (literally lol). The horniness gone but my friend's fingers still inside my girlfriend. Then she turns to him, starts to undo his pants as she did mine and pulls his hard cock out, almost a relief to find out he wasn't as hung as me, but still long but kinda thin, but this didnt seem to bother Emma as she wrapped. Mr. Carthington continued on, ‘But she is our granddaughter all the same. We’d really hate to see her throw away her life chasing silly dreams.’ ‘Silly dreams?’ Brandon thought his anger rising, ‘She wants to be a teacher for god sake, how is that a silly dream?’ Still he stayed silent and listened to Mr. Carthington. ‘So, we’d really appreciate it if you could sway her to come stay with us, so we can help her avoid some of the mistakes her mother made. Get her married to a nice respectable. ” Nicole smiles slightly, “Well, Mr. Trentus, gaming in the bedroom is for bets on how long a couple can have intercourse before either reaches orgasm. The blackjack table is straight forward. The gaming in front of the fireplace is betting on …” At that moment one of the men sitting at the blackjack table gets up and walking towards the living room area announces, “Gentlemen, I’m Giovanni Rossi. Welcome, and if you would please excuse your hostesses, and join me here at the couch.” Nodding to.