I can say anything to this girl, she thought . . . make her do anything . . .“Kiss my feet,” ordered Rosalie suddenly.Without hesitation, Melissa ...ent on to her knees and began pressing her lips to Rosalie’s white, high-heeled shoes. Rosalie looked down at the smooth back, the swelling hindquarters, and sighed contentedly. At last she was a boss lady!“Have you been fucked today, Melissa?” asked Rosalie, feeling the thrill of being able to do any such thing.“N-No . . . Miss . . .” came the. I was in my short housecoat and only held it closed with my hand, under which I was completely nude, and while my husband busied himself with the car, I got an urge to tease the old man spying on me, or so my brain thought. I knew him to be a widower and in his sixties, I felt he was excited to see a girl in her late teens, all leggy and nude, and I had immediately decided, as my husband was busy, to let my housecoat open and show him more. So I walked to the back of the car and let the flaps. " That's it." He came to, her touch like magic."This is quite a new experience for me." Just remember, Rogue, I'll be at your side the entire night. I promise." She squeezed tighter."We're a couple minutes out, Jason." Thomas spoke into a head set."Two minutes, sis. Jason is there." They swung onto the access drive of the Four Seasons.Scarlett released his hand and sat stock straight."How do I look, Rogue?" Rogue, for the second time in less than an hour was equal to the task."Like my. I was partly sprayed into her mouth, but splashed all around her face in general; the heavy make up she had applied to her eyes started to run, and all the time she had two fingers in her pussy, grinding against them. Once I finished pissing on her, she started licking and then sucking my cock, really moving her head; just on the verge of coming, she took me out of her mouth, aimed my bell end into her face, and wanked me off until my spunk was dripping down her face. She looked a complete.