Lying side-by-side, we found ourselves kissing each other and our hands strayed to each other’s pussies, and we both realized what we had been missi...g.Our boobs were pressing against each other as we kissed and our hands did their magic, gently at first and then harder and faster as we both discovered the joys of girl-girl sex. That’s as far as it went in that hour, but more of this later.After our bit of fun, Kay and I paraded out naked into the living room where James, not surprisingly was. At his urging the guests took each woman repeatedly and roughly. They paid no attention to Sandrine’s cries and the entreaties by Juliette. One of the men who had taken her more than once that evening returned to dine with her master a few weeks later. After the meal they summoned Sandrine to the small parlour where the two men sat in front of the fire with their whiskey.Inevitably Sandrine was invited to join the visitor on the small sofa he occupied, and it was but a moment until the visitor. “Is there anything else I can get you?”“No, thank you,” said Joanna, at which the woman turned and left.“Aren’t we supposed to tip her?” I asked.“Normally hotel staff are quite blatant about soliciting tips, but she didn’t give me a chance,” said Joanna.I was rather grateful: tipping hotel staff was an expense I hadn’t reckoned on.We removed the covers off the food platters and looked at what Marcus and Cayenne had ordered. They’d both chosen the soup for starters. For main course, one had. He stroked his cock and his balls with his daughter's panties. He spread them out on her bed and looked at her underwear. He laid out her bras and her panties as if she was wearing them.He put her panties on his face and sucked at the crotch, knowing her cunt went there. He lay down on her underwear pretending she was wearing them and he humped her panties. He felt her bras as if her breasts were in them. He imagined her nipples. He went down on the panties, sucking at the crotch, pretending he.