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she had it off one night. Tears came to her eyes too. We had made a wonderful friend. The trip home was uneventful. The channel crossing was unusually smooth and the day clear. We arrived home tired but happy. Auntie was happy with my handling of her affairs. She had received a post from Paris before we returned, filled with praise for my astute business acumen. Daisy came to my room early in the evening to hear how our trip had gone. I told her some of the things we had done. I told her I would be up later to tell her more. She hugged and kissed me, telling me she was glad I was back, that she had really missed both Betsy and me. Later Betsy was cleaning the steamer trunk out, taking our clothes out and sorting the ones that needed washing.. "Oh, Mum, here is the gift that Jeanne gave you. You put it in the bottom." She handed me the gift wrapped package. I cut the ribbon, and slit the paper, pealing it off. A very beautiful presentation box was enclosed. It was of inlaid wood, polished and varnished. Woodland nymphs adorned the cover. It had a tiny lock, and two keys was enclosed in a velvet pouch. There was also an envelope from Jeanne. When I opened it, there was a lovely note, telling us that she hoped we enjoyed the enclosed gifts as much as she and Renée had with their set. I fitted a key in the lock and opened the box. There was a layer of tissue paper on top, and I pulled it off, not knowing what to expect. Both Betsy and I gasped, then broke into gales of laughter when we saw the contents. The inside of the box was lined with red velvet. There was a complete set of dildos from small and thin, to large long, thick ones, plus one of the large, long double ended dildos curved inside the box, that the dancers had used on each other. Neatly coiled at each end were two leather harness that the bases of the regular dildos fit into. I locked the bedroom door and we took them out and felt of them. I knew from what Renée and Jeanne had said, that they were made of India rubber. She said that they were made in France. That was what the 25 pounds that I had given Renées daughter was for. We laughed and laughed as we held them in our hands and fondled them. "Wait until tonight and Betsy sees these. We will have to try them out." I laughed fondling one monster. "Take them in the bathroom and wash them carefully with soap and water. We dont know where they have been. But we certainly know where they are going! I can not wait to try them out, can you, Dearest Betsy?" "No, this largest one is equal to Johnnys thick cock. The very slender one, I think, beside being for



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a virgin, is probable to go up your arse." She said laughing, going into the bathroom. She came out minutes later with them on a towel, and we dried them off and replaced them in the velvet lined box. "We shall need some lubricant. I have a jar of petroleum jelly, I use on my skin. It will not hurt our cunnies I used it several times on a cucumber that was a little tight fit in my cunny. It slipped into Daisy fairly easily." Betsy volunteered. "Ive used it too on my cunny. It lubricates when I have trouble getting excited, and my cunny does not get juicy quickly. That was before you two lovelies came into my life. Now I just think about you two, and my cunny drips." I said, leaning over to kiss Betsy on her smooth neck. "I get excited too, just being around you and Daisy. Sometimes I almost want to scream, when you or Daisy are close, and I can see you and smell your perfume, and someone else is with us. Have you seen me cross my legs? I can squeeze my legs, and thigh muscles and it feels so good. If I do it too much I can cum, but when I do, you can tell what Im doing by my face." Betsy said turning and kissing me back. "We better stop, or well wind up making love right now. I want us both to wait till tonight when Daisy is with us. Its been two weeks since we made love with her. Of course shes had her Johnny on the weekends." I said softly, cupping Betsys lovely face with my hands. I kissed her lips lightly then pulled back. We locked the dildo box and placed it on top my dresser. It was so handsomely made it looked like an overly large jewelry case. Daisy came to turn down my bed, and I hugged and kissed her. Her soft body felt so good against mine again. It felt so good to be back. I told he to go up to her room, and I would be up in a moment. I had bought her several gifts in Paris, and I got them out. I took the dildo case and put it under my arm. Checking the hallway, I silently climbed the staircase. I opened Daisy door, closed and locked it behind me. Betsy and Daisy were on the bed kissing. Daisy noticed the packages and sat up. I got on the bed and kissed the two lovely women. We all agreed that we had missed each other. I handed Daisy one of the packages. She squealed when she saw it was an cameo broach. Her other presents were a truly lovely blouse with French lace on it. She was ecstatic over several pure silk scarves imported from the Orient, I had also gotten her several pairs of the latest style French panties as they were called. Sheer and cut so they