You could carry books out onto the terrace, where there was a wrought iron table and loungers, if you wanted. Today, though, the windows were firmly s...ut. Camille stood at the far end of the room, beyond a big table surrounded by chairs, by a desk scattered with books and papers. She was dressed in a perfectly tailored sharp grey skirt suit with a silk blouse which lay softly over her body under her double-breasted jacket. The sheen of the pale silk make her skin look like porcelain. Her long. It was her titties, with their large, ruddy-colored nipples and saucer-size aureole that had me walking around with a perpetual erection. I was whacking off six or seven times a day just to keep from shooting my wad in my Jeans. I could always tell when Amber was horny. Her lovely nipples grew into huge, hard thimbles of tit flesh that showed clearly through Amber’s lace bras and her pussy juices soaked through her panties, leaving her fiery-red bush clearly visible. I would have loved to strip. She continued the suctionuntil I thought I would pass out. I gently pulled backand her lips released the head with a soft poppingsound.She looked up and smiled and said, “Well I hope you’velearned your lesson. From now on, if you point thatthing at me you better be prepared to have it used!”“I’ll go let Rowdy in now, but I’ll keep him in the denuntil you leave…and by the way, you better move yourass or you’ll miss your flight.” Alexia jumped. The wings went back, giving the house a U shape, with one side longer than the other. This was where one of the wings attached to a large garage.Margaret turned to Roger. “Roger, would you please take our bags in. Jenny will be staying in the guest room.” She faced Jennifer. “You want the nickel tour?”“You bet.”Leading her up the porch towards the front door, Margaret started. “Originally this place was just the main center section without any wings. The banker built it for your.