We also had to make sure there was noting in the photos or videos that would tell anyone who we were or whose house the shots were taken in. No clues!... I was thinking maybe we could do it in the woods away from everything and anything that someone would notice in the shots if they found them.The videos would have to be looked at really carefully to make sure her parents and my wife wouldn’t know it was us. One of the main things we had an advantage was I knew was no one knew Jenny shaved her. I soon felt her tongue lapping at my shaft and her lips grasp the head of my cock, play with it then return to my shaft. The Cat meanwhile sat sedately next to my head. She looked down at me with almost otherworldly eyes. These were not the eyes of Tamsin, the goddess, but rather the eyes of some seductive demon from the abyss. I had always found a woman’s eyes arousing and those moments that I spent gazing into the Cat’s onyx eyes had a profound effect on me. I felt my cock begin to come to. Then the flash point and her juices startedspurting out covering my middle finger inside her puss. Her body went slump andshe was all over me. Reality returned and she ran into bathroom. I washed up,had my dinner and went to bed with a hard on still wondering whether I shouldtake her to bed. It must have been 3:00 inthe morning when I felt hands trying to untie the lace of my pajamas.I had just returned from the loo and assuch could guess who it could be so I pretended to be in deep sleep.. "Morrel rang immediately for the servant who had taken Barrois's situation, and in Noirtier's name gave that order. The servant soon returned. The decanter and the glass were completely empty. Noirtier made a sign that he wished to speak. "Why are the glass and decanter empty?" asked he; "Valentine said she only drank half the glassful." The translation of this new question occupied another five minutes. "I do not know," said the servant, "but the housemaid is in Mademoiselle Valentine's room:.