The problem isn’t here at the distillery. It’s up the hill at the mansion. The boss called his secretary, his secretary called you guys. Just turn...it around here and turn right after you leave the driveway. You’ll go up the hill to the big house. She’s letting him know you’re on your way.”“Thanks. Much appreciated.” Mike raised his window and turned around his car as the guard directed.Tamara looked back at her sister. “Culverin House! Cool! Think we can go inside?”“That would be so cool!”. As she raised up on her tip toes to get a better look at herself in the mirror she asked if she looked ok? I said well Hell yes, you look perfectly yummy. She reached back and pulled the already small suit bottom up between her ass cheeks. She said I like it this way better but it's i*****l to wear thongs . I told her well that isn't actually a thong so if while you are walking it rides up, you don't have to pull it back down right away. She agreed then said I'll be right out front of our room.. The black lacy teddy, he had almost ripped off her sylph-like curves last night, rode up against her groin with this movement and a moan escapes her lips. She arched her back, pushing her labia against the luscious fabric, imagining his plump, sturdy fingers caressing her with dexterity. She slid again, her clitoral hood anchoring softly against the swatch of lace and now her hands were against the slightly torn lacy v-neck where he had hurriedly grabbed her, clutching the sides of her breasts. Valerie pulled her hand away from her crotch, giving Greg his first look at her cunt. It was, without question, the loveliest pussy he had ever seen. The perfect amount of hair, her inner lips protruding with excitement, glistening with wetness. His mouth began to water as he imagined licking her, driving his tongue deeply into her fuckhole. She grasped the front of her bra with both hands, gave it a twist, and freed her tits. Greg thrust his hips, fucking his fist as he imagined being on top.