Opening another cupboard, she pulled out a long mane of golden blondehair and brushed the wig thoroughly before placing it on a table lampto keep its ...hape. Down to the kitchen, she checked the fridge andfreezer, taking out the ingredients for her favourite pasta recipe -when Jill got home tonight, she was going to be pampered, Sophiethought.After preparing the dinner and laying the dining table with the bestlinen and a central candlestick, she put two bottles of champagne inthe fridge and. “Are you still sore from yesterday?” He plainly asked, unbothered by the fact that he was now trapped in my hold.I grunted, still too tired to make coherent answers but still felt his hand lay on top of mine and lace our fingers together allowing me to give them a small squeeze, the smell of breakfast should have woken me up but it only made things worse because it reminded me of my husband and I was able to let my guard down around him.“I’ll give you a back rub later after we eat if some. In any case, on game day you both had to focus on your own job. Watching each other do your thing wasn't a good idea. It was a real treat to watch Heather and her friends go through their routines. There seemed to be a lot of hip hop moves and a few that would have worked just as well for a stripper. Maybe I'm biased. Maybe Heather wasn't really the hottest girl on the squad. But those other girls weren't going to be sleeping tonight in the room next to mine.I wasn't the only one looking for. She knew she should leave but the sight of those two hard dicks fascinated her. She had never seen a dick before. Let alone two at once. The older gentleman hand a long skinny penis, while the younger lad had a shorter and fatter one. She watched in amazement as they went to town on each other. Her own crotch grew very wet the more she watched. The older gentleman pushed the young guy to his knees and shot some kind of stinky goo all over the younger boys face. It was in his hair, his eyes,.