.. until the beautiful woman reached her limit and exploded in a powerful climax! Her hands clasped hard on the rug while her legs trembled uncontrol...ably at both sides of the greenish body attached to her hips. Her eyes rolled up as she arched her back even more before collapsing to the wooden floor, still jolting from the fading bliss.But it was not over yet. The night was still young and there were many more orgasms on the way.***Monica was sitting in her office. She kept looking at the. I can clear up some long time mysteries, but almost all of this is closely held.A lot of my supposition was confirmed. Schwartz did rent to Mistress Cynthia under the table. She was also a client—may still be. No one saw Cynthia coming and going because they look a lot alike from a distance. They played on the resemblance as a security measure. The hair is almost dead on the same. Check every pic we have on Schwartz as an adult. Her hair is up.The whole thing of red lipstick on red flesh is. When she lowered herself I slid one hand up her thigh and pushed two fingers straight inside her, sliding them in between her cunt lips, smoothly and easily. I shifted closer to her, lowered my face to and pushed my tongue in where I finger had recently been and we sucked furiously at each other.I was still determined to taste her down below, and I started to work my way down her body. When I was through with licking and tonguing her breasts and nipples and moved further down towards my goal. "Come on, darlin' Giveme the rest of it."Tyler played dumb. "The rest of what?" Did Connie try to get frisky with you?" Amber... god..." Yeah, I know, I know. I asked you last time and you weren't in themood to answer. But, c'mon, Violet. I need some cheerin' up after themornin' I had. Gimme some dirty talk. Just between us girls."Tyler brought the sandwiches and pickles to the table, set the platesdown, held the skirt of his dress behind his butt, and sat down acrossfrom Amber. He put his.