Fraser asked, sounding annoyed. "Is there somethingI'm missing?" "Nothing major, Mr. Fraser," she said softly. "I was just thinking how whenI was a k...d, my dad used to always give me options to being grounded for aweek, which was hell on earth, back then." "Oh?" Mr. Fraser's eyes were bored. "What options?" "Well," Beth ran her hands through her lustrous hair, and cocked her head,her blue eyes pearls of light as they focused on Simon Fraser. She was dressedformally today, in a white shirt,. She was wearing a tank top and thong. Her tanned ass cheeks looked so delicious. April, my wife, was sitting at the table sipping on a cup of coffee. When she saw me come in, she smiled and got up to get me a cup.April was wearing her nightgown. The thin material did nothing to hide her nudeness underneath. She stood beside Sarah as she poured the coffee. I took that time to compare the two. Sarah's youthful, tight and tanned cheeks, compared to Aprils full, plump and pale ones. Honestly, I. "Brad, I know all about you and Barbara," Christina said evenly, a tremor of excitement noticeable in her voice. The big stud had picked it up and looked curiously at her."So? What are you gonna do, fire me?" he said defiantly, rocking back and forth on his heels."No," Christina said, her eyes narrowing."There's something you should know about... about us." The brunette looked first at Barbara, then shifted her eyes back to Brad. At that point she went on quietly about what had happened between. Trish attempted to stop him taking her bikini bottom off, but he shook his head at her and she dropped her hands back to her sides, looking really embarrassed.As the bikini bottom came away at her groin, there was a long strand of clear thick fluid stretching from the very wet gusset to the pouting lips of her cunt. He held it about fifty millimeters away, not letting the string break, and turned to the three men. “Did I not tell you how wet she gets, and this is from a short walk around the.