Monica was wearing one of the business suits that she often wore, lately. Tight, mid-thigh skirt and matching jacket. Demure button-down shirt that wa... just loose enough to tease with what she had to offer.Ross opened Monica's shirt and saw that she was wearing a burgundy and black bustier. Her tits looked incredible! He was holding her bosom in both hands, feeling the intricate brocade on the cups"Um..." he started, then stopped."What, Ross?" Monica encouraged softly."Are you wearing. ” You smile. Her blue eyes move from yours down your body then back up to your eyes. “There,” she begins, “I’ve checked you out. Now you can check me out with out worry.” “What about your man?” you ask wondering if this is some sort of trick. “He knows I’m talking to you,” she says and then takes a drink of her beer. “Are you guys together?” “Yes.” Your brow lowers with curiosity and disbelief. “And he’s okay with you talking to me and with you letting me look you up and down?” “Yes.” She. Everybody agreed upon the idea to cut a circle of bushes in the shape of peacocks and separate the lawn in split triangles. More so, he laid the foundations to an enormous fountain of five starry sprinkled Capricorns and five well equipped horses. He also built a pink gazebo complete with heavy velvet burgundy d****s and golden spikes on the roof. Louis and his friends clapped their hands in pure lighthearted joy of all the anticipated perfection and soon Louis would invite everyone for hot. Shaking her lightly, she didn't move and he quickly removed his trousers and shorts. He was going to fuck her and leave his load on top of his fathers. He pushed her over and she now lay on the sofa, her legs spread and her pussy gaped. JJ could see the juices sparkle as they slowly eased from her hole, with the aid of the TV light.JJ saw the juices dropping on the sofa. Going to the towel closet, he returned with a towel, had little trouble lifting her ass, placing the towel between her and.