A brunette in a ponytail, to the referee’s left, was wearing a red bikini with spaghetti string laces. The name Leah Piper popped up next to her. To...the referee’s right, a redhead with a star tattoo on her shoulder wore a black bikini that was similarly tied together. The text identified the dyed redhead as Jenny Star.The referee raised her arm in the air, then lowered it to announce the beginning of the match! The opponents circled the ring barefoot, arms raised, ready to pounce.Jenny made the. ‘I highly recommend dinner at the Mission Estates Winery close to Napier. It’s award winning and fabulous, and tonight they’ll have something special for sure. After that you can hit a couple of bars on the Marine Parade, they should be pretty exciting.’ ‘Ok, that sounds good.’ ‘Would you like me to book a table for you? And perhaps, a chauffeur service?’ ‘Yes, actually, that would be great. Thanks a lot. Can you book the table for 8?’ ‘Sure, and I’ll email you a confirmation.’ ‘Thanks so much.. “It feels that bad?” she questioned.“No honey, but your ass will feel filled in by Dan’s cock. He’ll be gentle like he always is when he fucks our ass.”Dan placed her on her hands and knees and poured some lube on her ass crack and his cock. He moved up to her ass, smoothing a hand over its soft roundness. “Fuck, do you ever have a nice looking ass!” he admired, smoothing his hands over the round, firm surface.“My ass is and will now always belong to you and not even John,” she said moving it. But whatever it was her step backwards brought her a little closer to the edge of the pool than was comfortable. She broke away from his gaze forcefully and took a step forward without looking. She gave a shriek as she realized too late that there was nothing but space underneath her feet. Mouth open wide she disappeared into the pool. Maxwell had only just arrived home. His mother’s Soirees were legendary and the one she threw on Independence Day was always the biggest. He was not usually a.