And it was painfully obvious that these included any woman remotely worth looking at, along with their husbands, of course.We were the remnants - an... it showed.Our second-floor flat looked directly across to where Eric the physics lecturer lived with his wife Angie. Lola and I used to joke that we could sometimes catch sight of them through their heavily-frayed curtains at bedtime. Nothing very passionate going on there, it seemed.Angie was a long, skinny redhead who looked more like a. “I suggest you keep your armpits shaved smooth. And start shaving that pussy bush. I recommend you shave daily. Master John insists that all his female staff be clean and freshly shaved at all times.” Abby instructed the teen. Naina replied hesitantly, “Yes, Abby.” She didn’t understand why, but agreed to follow the household’s rules. Abby then showed Naina around the three-story home. It had every comfort a person could want. She was shown every room in the place with a few exceptions. She was. I'd like to have a piece of that ass. And that would never ever happen if she was alive. As I pondered whether it would be worth the risk; the devil won out and I raised the rifle again and the crosshairs of my rifle found the vital spot over the young woman's chest. I adjusted the scope elevation for the distance to Mrs. Kasparian and felt my finger slowly tightening on the trigger. The AR-15 jumped in my hands and I became aware of the sound of gunfire echoing up and down the creek. I watched. He slid the bill into her panties on top of her cunt and as he did so, stuck a couple of fingers into her slit. He pulled them out and the stripper leaned forward and wrapped her collagen enhanced lips around his fingers and licked her juices off of them.Her song ended and Ben went back to his sandwich. He'd never consider cheating on Ellen, but if there were any girl that he would, that stripper would be her. Ben checked his watch to see if he could figure out if he'd have time to catch.