I preferred my women with distinct and strong personalities, that assuredness of confidence was what really got me going. But even with all of that, I...must say that the Jill Sander show was by far my favorite, even though I consider myself to be traditionalist and lean more toward the home-town hero, Giorgio Armani. The pieces in her collection were incredible and the girls who modeled them were just as awe-inspiring. The full contingencies of hanger-ons and entourages were in town as well,. "Gunnery Sergeant Major, The Queen requests you march them in please."There was a quiet conversation while Sally opened both doors to the sound of the shuffling of feet. Then there was the whip crack of commands more suitable for a parade ground,"Party, shun! Double time, march! Left, right, left, right. Left wheel! Right wheel! Mark time! Party! Halt!"The commands were given to the accompaniment of three pairs of issue ammunition boots crashing to the tiles of the floor at one hundred and. I told them their Dad would be stopping over, and to make sure they gave Auntie Tran a kiss for me.After I got off the phone, I drove down to the ponds and went to the gate by the federal lands and put the chains on the gate. I walked along the fence line putting up the signs that would be in plain view of any camper on the federal side. I had already made up my mind that if I caught anyone on my side they would be immediately arrested and prosecuted. I was mounting a sign to the corner between. “Or this? Or this?” SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! They repeated this for two hours. Chris begging for his life, Jennifer slamming her ass cutting his words, and breath short. Chris even tried to buck her off. But a 175 lbs 5,10 woman sitting on his face wasn’t going to budge. Finally Chris gave in. He was too exhausted to even try to curl his toes.Feeling the energy seeped from her husband, she decided to have add even more fun. Adjusting her bottom so that her cunt was directly over Chris’ spent mouth,.