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She took Francois place and the next gentleman came behind her. XXNX There was an air of expectancy. Another auction. “Em, you have no fortune, you have little choice,” I explained in my “big Brother” role, “He is a worthy suitor.”
“He is decrepit and disgusting, I should rather be a street walking whore than marry him!” she snapped. She wiped the worst of the slime from her body and threw off the mask while still gently fingering her puss. Girls sat round in their night dresses, “C’est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,” she introduced Em to them, “Emily wishes to join us or should I say Estelle.”
The girls said very little, Madame beckoned one to join us, “Francoise s’il vous plait,” and we left the sitting room and retired to madame’s little dressing room. Francois helped divest me of jacket and shirt as I ploughed Em. Naked now but for her mask once again to take her place but now something protruded from her womb, a stick, as large round as any male appendage, and another larger still in her brown hole.
