Once we had been given glasses of Mademoiselle’s favourite champagne and the menus, I raised my eyebrows and said, “Well, an explanation?”She gr...nned mischievously at me. “You may not have realised that you have only seen half of my apartment – it is actually a duplex, and the upper floor is totally soundproofed and set up with a mass of dungeon and other erotic equipment. Once a month I invite my dearest and most corrupt friends and we swing – in every way imaginable. And on the basis of your. "What, do you really think I'm going to let you have fun? Of course not. We're going to have pegging and pussy licking and nothing else. And I had better cum too or it's going to be much worse. Now are we clear or are you sleeping in the ghetto tonight?". I gasped in shock. "Does dad know about this?", I yelped. "Of course! Why do you think he never argues with me? That ugly fag wouldn't ever get sex if not for me. And why do you think he never sits? After the day you were concieved we haven't. Herheart was beating fast as she spread her legs slightlypulling her bottoms to the side. “Here boy!” She patted her pussy, and Enzo moved closernuzzling her pussy. “Oh fuck Enzo” she uttered under her breath, as hestarted to lick at her cunt. His tongue ran into herfolds over and over, hitting her clit hard. His wetsnout was pressed up against her. Nikki leant back onher elbow, and used her other hand to part her cunt lips Exposing her now throbbing clit. Just like. ’ She nodded, feeling a bit shy to call him Jean again. ‘I’m glad to see you kept the braid. It looks good on you.’ ‘Thank you.’ she said, happy to hear she looked good from him. ‘Now, sit down.’ he said and served fresh coffee. ‘I’ll make waffles this morning.’ ‘Let me help.’ she said, not wanting to feel useless. ‘No. Just sit and wait.’ he said with a tone that let her know there would be no discussion about it. It felt a little weird to her, having to do nothing while someone else was.