"Do you like it?" Markus feigned interest before leaning over andfingering Azula's face pussy. It contracted around him in response."Oh well. There's ...wo more holes to fill up." Markus traced a fingeralongside her body. Azula squirmed and struggled to get out. Markusslapped her ass loudly several times just to annoy her as he pressed thebiggest vibrator he could find directly against her pussy. He pushed itdeep inside her and put it on on the highest setting, using a few leatherstraps to lock. When his eyes lift back to her eyes and he sees a mischievous smile on her gorgeous round face--no shame there--he apologizes and attempts escape.She prevents it, uncurling and standing, the transparent nightdress falling to her ankles--he can't help noticing the shadow of her pubic area--and takes the plant biology book from his hands."Ah, Sanchez's book on native plants," says Rosa in a rich and sexy voice. "Quite beautiful and quite thorough. Is this what interests you?" She almost giggles. Exactly as he had described himself to her, slightly athletic, medium complexion, and graceful on the move, she added that last bit. He was striking with his fluid moves, a cat on the prowl. She hoped he'd pounce.When he walked into the restaurant four hours earlier, she had been just as impressed with his poise as she was now. Dark hair, shining eyes, and a cool comfortable demeanor, Keith struck her as a man she needed. The dinner conversation had not been forced, but comfortable and natural.. Man, I could use all of the help I could get with them things. Jeb said that you killed hogs on his place, and all you wanted for the work was the carcasses. Will you make me the same deal?" I sure will, Ed. I ain't quite finished with Jeb's fields, yet, but I guess that he would not mind if I took off a few days to help you out. Today is Thursday, and I have to deliver the meat to Mr. Benson tomorrow, so I think that I could start on your place on Saturday or Monday. I ain't sure how much I.