“May I call you Townsend?”He turns to the voice and sees Beatrix greeting him with the broadest of smiles. She is wearing a short red dress with s...aghetti straps, that hugs her figure very nicely, and matching stiletto heels.“Yes, of course that’s fine,” he manages to sputter after a brief silence.“Well, you’re a bit early,” Beatrix says still smiling. She looks the reporter over, happy with the sight. With his blond curly hair, high cheekbones and piercing eyes, the woman knows she’ll have a. She smiles at me. "I bought them for you. I will wear them for no one else."I gently touch the silk, tracing my finger over the white material. Trying not to wrinkle it. My finger touches the pronounced bump in the fabric, and she throws her head back and sighs. I slowly insert my finger under the material; I almost reach the large, erect nipple when she says, "Wait... follow me... there's a big couch in the ladies room."Though our passions are at a crest, my mind had not come to the. She moaned loud, I started to and fro motion of the fingers into her pussy. She started to moan loudly and started to press boobs and my body tightly. All the way her moans was increased drastically Aaaaaa Aaaaa Aaaaaa please lakki please fuck me, fuck me hard, don’t tease me any more with this, I want to enjoy with my pussy with your dick, please fuck me lakki, Aaaaa Haaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaa pleaseBy hearing this I stopped and took the missionary position (with condom on, safety first), slowly kept. The last place was Brenda's bedroom. At sometime during my rounds Brenda had left me. When I got to the room Brenda was sitting on the bed and her robe was loose around her now instead of tight. I checked the windows but also glanced at her trying to get a look down, up, at or what ever. She asked if I would check the attic space in the closet also. I walked into the closet and pulled down the ladder. She flipped a switch by the closet door and the light came on in the attic. Brenda.