‘Don’t digress, keep to the story.’ ‘O.K., with you hanging on to me like that it’s an unfair fight! So there we were, me stuck to the kitch...n chair and her hand having an extended feel of what I had to offer her. I don’t know whether she finally took pity on my predicament or whether it was just that she knew there’d be more mutual enjoyment by letting me up. When she did I certainly didn’t waste any time in getting her into my arms so that I could properly kiss and fondle her. When we. Spreading my cunt lips, he wiggled his tongue over my clit. Sensations poured through me. Low moans escaped my mouth uncontrollably. He began sucking on it gently, making me grab the sheets to the mattress. His fingers sped up and so did the vigor of his tongue. My breathing was becoming quick and short. He looked up at me, occasionally, to see the pleasure he was causing me to endure. He stopped mid-way and took off my bra, exposing my soft voluptuous breasts. He sucked at my hard nipples and. I didn't have too muchtime to squirm or wonder how they had recorded us, when a large screen litup to one side of us - and there John was, getting picked up by Helen ,then there I was lying in her arms getting masturbated, while a voice overfrom the machine plays me boasting about how I screwed her! Then Ed andBrad being dominated - with Ed being the girl- all tearful and weeping ashis panties are taken down to a dildo wearing woman.He four of us were given a moment to collect ourselves as the. Otto questioned Guido the factotum, who was indeed the coachman from Firenze, and learned Claudia and her guests were expected at the end of the week. He was unable to enlighten us as to whom the guests might be.The next day Otto and I rode the three miles into Verona from the comfortable Villa Agostino, checking at the Carli Palace for signs of arrival of the British delegation, where we were informed they were expected ‘any time soon’.We left our horses at a livery stable and wandered around.