He moved from behind Steffie and presented hiscock at her mouth. "Clean this up a little for me, bitch."Steffie opened her mouth without question, gre...dily slurping his slimycock into her mouth. She tasted the pungent mixture of his cum mingledwith the lube and her own shit. It was digusting, but still somehowthrilled her at the same time.He withdrew after a few moments, and Steffie watched with longing as hiscock disappeared into his shorts."Another satisfied customer," Tyrell said, turning. It put him in mind of some of the old Marilyn Monroe movies, when Monroe was so drop-dead sexy that she brought everything to a halt, without quite seeming aware of the fact that she drove people nuts. That was at least partly a public persona, Blake knew; while she didn't idolize Monroe, he'd sat with Jenny, watching old Marilyn Monroe films, as she looked for hints and tips. There was a naturalness about Jenny that transcended glitter and hype, and that was part of the image, too.The. They tried to sell it, owh they tried it for sure. But who buys a mansion that you first need to take down ? no one in their right mind, right ? It might be the best spot in Lower Bucks though. It’s on top of a hill and looks down on Taylorsville. Almost like that mansion is looking out for us… guarding us… protecting us. It’s set on 400 acres of land and like I said, it slowly fell apart until some guy bought the whole lot in the nineties. We were all surprised, the guy came out of nowhere,. Your hand has the sudden urge to rub your womanhood as the hem of your gown rides up your legs exposing your pussy. Your fingers expertly begin to tease it until you are good and wet. The sheets are drawn back exposing your body pulled by some invisible hand. The straps of your gown slowly slip off your shoulders and your gown rides down to your waist bunching there. The night's cold air touches your nipples making them hard and firm causing you to shiver. Soon warm hands cover them bringing.