I stood up to go out to the kitchen to grab some candles, but I noticed something weird. It was really dark. It felt like I was keeping my eyes closed... It almost felt like I was blind. Suddenly I heard the front door open and close. I yelled out:-Who is it?!No answer...-Who the fuck is it?!? Answer!I can admit I was scared, with my massive wrench laying in the kitchen I had no chance of getting there if I didn’t go through the hallway. It was completely quiet. I went to the hallway with the. Then she slipped her full breasts into a seamless, front clipping bra. She rolled black stay up hose that showed off her shapely legs but stopped just short of her waist line. Then she chose a simple black skirt that hugged her curvy figure and then topped it off with a pale yellow blouse. She checked her hair and make up and then headed down to the dining room. With dismay, she found the dining room was fairly full but she still asked at the desk and was told it would be an hour or so before a. Anyway, 69 it was with my head against the wall and Rene’s delectable arse in the air for all to see.Rene has a very beautiful cunt which she says is just an ordinary vagina and takes me to task every time I call it a cunt. Whatever you choose to call it – it is a beauty – and I do not believe the theory that humans do not react to pheromones because one tiny whiff of Rene’s fanny and I’m as hard as a rock. It could also have something to do with the way she keeps it – clean shaven and. He bit his lip and looked at her, admiring her beauty, even without her makeup and with her hair all mussed against the pillows, she looked gorgeous. He wasn’t sure why he had decided to treat Laura like this, perhaps it was because part of him feared this would be their last time together, part of him wanted to make her lust after him more, not letting him leave, and, he knew, a part of him just enjoyed having her cock fucking him. Maybe it was none of those things, maybe all three, either.