The heavy gown fell forward baring Ems sweet pink mounds. yes?” she asked, “Not a servant, an educated young lady?”
“Yes, educated yes, sensible no.” I assured her, “One sight of your clientele and she will run a mile!”
“Indeed Monsieur, they are not, how do you say, comely,” she sighed, “I have to dream that they look like Greek gods as they paw me and use me,” she looked at me wistfully, “They do not begin to compare with you cherie.”
“I thank you Madame,” I said nervously. Porn Madame looked concerned. “One four five!” I cried and lunged from my chair loosening my breeches as I did so. “Lick me darling.”
Em tentatively licked Madame’s puss, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of port wine poured within her, and found the
