You could tell from the clothing and her many jewelry that she was a wealthy person.The woman was Lara Croft, the world renown archeologist and the in...amous Tomb Raider. The British aristocrat walked down the long street without ever stopping. After a while her feet got tired and she sat on a step in front of a house.The dress that she was wearing was almost completely soaked, the tight fitting dress became even tighter and was clinging to her massive bosom and you didn’t have to look too hard. He couldn't shut out her cries as she lay there cumming, brought to the peak of pleasure by that sex-starved woman who had acted as Davie's... lover! Trish was a dangerous influence on the impressionable Davie. If she spent too much time alone with Trish, she might become as venal as the stewardess. The bitch would have Davie in a gang bang with all the guests at French Leave looking on. Christ, what a thought! No, Davie was still pure, she was still innocent. She didn't know what the hell she. So tonight is the night we all planned, dinner and drinking at my place. i had prepared a simple dinner nothing special a variety of drinks, i wore a soft black short sundress of course leaving all my undies off..i knew what i wanted. put on my heels, i was really I told lover a different hour. i wanted my time with her alone. just us. i sip on my glass of wine, as the doorbell rings..the Temp is here...the night was nice she went on talking about the work place as i sat there and watched her. I quivered when he told me to lick his balls. I let his cock slide out of my mouth, still pumping it with my hand. I moved my lips to his hairy ball-bag. I licked his balls until my salvia got them soaking wet, sucking them into my mouth now and then until he told me to suck his cock again. I cupped his balls in my hand, rolling them gently as my tongue worked his cock, deep throating him. I continued sucking his cock until he had another throbbing hard-on. He told me to get up to stand in.