She wasnt happy as she wanted to have some more fun. Her friend Baseball Bob chimed in that since had only been there for a short time, he would be mo...e than happy to drive Cindy any where she wanted. She asked if I was Ok with that and I said of course, as my soft pillow was sounding better and better. She asked Bob if he minded if she hopped in the shower real quick before they headed out. He said fine and sat down near me and we talked as she disappeared down the hall. We call Bob, Baseball. Johnson. I can't wait to try out your pool it looks sooo inviting on a day like today. Perfect day to get some tanning in too." Oh you're so right, that sounds fantastic! Heck I think I might join you, let me get changed and I'll be out there too!"I went out to the pool and took off my shirt and lied down on my towel. Shortly afterward Mrs. Johnson came out: she was wearing a very sexy one piece bathing suit that showed off her absolutely delicious looking legs...it didn't show as much skin. Nestled in that tender center was a subtle but telltale bulge. She unfastened the simple closures and more of the snowy underwear was revealed. The slotted opening of his shorts pouted at the intrusion. Veronica’s dark eyes lingered there, marveling at the gentle rise and fall of Allan’s stomach and the stiffening apparatus below. Then a manicured hand reached inside the pristine underwear — so white against Allan's peachy complexion — and robbed it of its treasure. Peeling back its unmarred. “„They also mentioned that his sexual appetites, are a little unothodox,“ added Lucas. „Specifically, he`d been keeping slaves, and he`s rich enough and powerful enough to get away with it. We`re not just talking house servants here. But then, you know all about that, don`t you?“That was it, thought Lana. They knew. Being Locke`s slave had been a kick for the first couple of years. Sure, she had essetially been a prisoner, but she had wanted for nothing. The sex had been kinky, often brutally.