”“You’re sleeping with Haley,” Laney stated.“Uh, yeah. She’s my wife, you know.”“She’s sixteen.”“That’s a fact, too.”“And ...ou’re gonna tell me that Saturday night was the first time she’s been in your bed.”“Laney, first, that’s none of your business. I don’t make comments about you and Harv...”“I wasn’t a teenaged girl.”“I know, Laney. And love leads where it may. Haley’s my wife.”“And if Deena’s there...”“Deena will be Deena. My daughter. Haley’s friend. I doubt that Haley wants to change her. Her energies remained a flowing monument.And Mistler had invented the contraption! It was a fascinating display of intense art and sculptural design.He must have loved his mistress dearly and worked night and day until he had discovered the perfect masterpiece worthy of her dignity.The miasma inside the shed was choking him. He had to leave there at once. Mullady bolted the door behind them.He dismissed the ranch foreman and returned to his den and sat himself down on the cushiony lounge. So if it helps, I'd be happy to know what that method is," Jennifer said honestly."Okay. But in order for me to help, you'll have to let me in there."Jennifer unlocked the stall, and saw Natasha entering. Once again Jennifer was in awe of the beauty of the girl. Her chocolate skin was shiny from the sweat of the performance. And her face resembled that of Brandy Norwood, the R&B singer. Wide eyes and a wide smile."Can I... you know... take a look to see if I can see the problem?" the girl asked. I rub my fingers along your snatch and they are instantly drawn inside, all the way in your honey pot, I make for your G spot and press lightly. You let out a moan as I start to finger you. My other hand still squeezing your breast. You push me back and unzip me. Reach in and pull my cock out from my boxers. I'm rock hard. You take me in a tight grip and swallow me. You suck and slurp on my cock like a ravenous a****l feeding on its first meal in ages. I hold your head as you as you feast away,.