Balthazar's grip on that soft dark hair tightened.  He waited for Aurora's body to still and then for Sophie to have time to lap up the flow of his grand-daughter's climax.  Then he pulled back, drawing the maid's face away from her mistress' sex.  "Remove that cocktoy and clean it with your mouth," he bade her as he released her hair and reached to life Aurora's face up so he could lean close enough to lick the tears from her face.<br/><br/>"So pretty," he whispered, "You make such a wonderful pet."