The waist seemed tight but I assured Savanna that I was determined to losea few pounds and it would not be a problem. She pinned the hem and told usit...would be finished next week.We stopped for lunch and Mom asked, ?Honey, are you having any regretsabout your decision to stay with Brad???No, none at all. Brad is such a nice guy I don?t think a girl could askfor a better husband. He and I are more compatible than my girlfriend and Iwere. We both seem to like the same things.? I replied.?I?m glad. My eyes have adjusted to the lights and I can see clearly. Mr. Ferragamo is sitting at the edge of the room. He's a slim, latin man. Well-dressed with beautiful curly hair. He's quite handsome. He looks very pleased with my performance and has his cock out, stroking himself. I try to give the best performance I can. Maybe he'll want take me home with him. They have me in the center of room on an ottoman. On my hand and knees still so I can suck and be fucked in all my holes at the same time.. All I can do is pass it on." What are you talking about, Max?" asked Denise."Well, I was contacted by an intermediary, a lawyer actually. He said he represented a very wealthy client who wishes to remain anonymous, at least until you accept his offer." What offer?" I don't know. He said his client has seen Denise from both her previous modeling layouts and her current magazine features. He wishes to make the two of you a business proposition." What kind of proposition?" I don't know any of the. “Rachel, you cant walk, I’m just gonna carry you to bed” I saidRachel mumbled something, she was way too drunk to and I was unable to make out what she said. So I picked her up and dropped her off in her bed. I was about to leave when this idea just popped into my head. My sister was so drunk she was practically passed out, and I was pretty sure she wouldn’t remember anything that was going to happen so I decided that I was gonna have some fun.Before I did anything I wanted to make sure my.