"Oh? Good! Send in the bag," he ordered the boy, who studied him quizzically, afraid to make a mistake with orders he didn't understand but just as af...aid to ask what those orders meant. Happy saw his confusion. It was exactly what he hoped to produce. "A bag is an old woman," he explained to Bou."Well, she isn't exactly... Yes, sir. You want the ambassador's wife, sir!"Happy grinned at him in mock appreciation of his intelligence. He nodded. The boy disappeared.When Bou returned with the girl,. He reached in front of me and lifted the bottom of my nightgown up. I let out a small moan as his fingers rubbed my pussy. He moved my thin panties out of the way and gently circled my clit before pulling his hand away. “You’re so fucking wet baby, god I bet you could take my cock no problem.” I felt his erection against my ass. He was throbbing and pressing into me, with only the fabric of his boxers separating us. I knew it was wrong but I couldn’t stop myself. I pressed back against him and. Hearing a car pulling into the driveway, I looked out. it was the take out delivery guy. He was young looking, and sexy, so I didn't bother to cover up. When I answered the door dressed or rather undressed as I was, you should have seen his eyes! At first I thought he was going to faint! I invited him in as I took the food and laid it out on the coffee table in the living room. I would have loved to have seen his face, as I bent over exposing my ass, while setting the food down. I was. The collected items sat in a pile, nothing remarkable about any one of them, but the green irradiance they threw off into the room was burgeoning on intense.Sybil turned to face the creak of the kitchen door, she beamed atNancy and Nony."The trap is set, and soon our prey will be ensnared." The three women embraced and kissed languidly, small intimate sounds issued as their hands snaked through crumpled clothing. As Nancy bared Sybil's right breast, the bell for the front door twitched on its.