Yes, I am a rouge and you are my wench." He smiled and I beamed since I was the cause of his smile.Roger found a wonderful little hide-away just after...we turned off the main highway. It was packed with big trees, a stream tumbling down to a pasture below and there were horses running free in the pasture. It was very picturesque and romantic. Roger laid out a blanket, set out the food and opened a bottle of wine. Roger truly loves his wine. There are cases of it back in our apartment. I have. Still holding her hand, he complimented her on her beautiful breasts again before asking her what feelings she experienced in getting partially naked for her father’s boss. His tone of questioning reflected a caring concern and interest. It was enough to get Jillian to open up and explain that she experienced an unprecedented mix of excited nervousness and eroticism at exposing herself so specifically for him. In response to his probing she also shyly acknowledged that she was enjoying these. He carried a briefcase and was dressed in office casual, a pair of grey dress slacks, polished black shoes, and a white dress shirt without a tie. He walked back to me and sat, swinging the briefcase up onto the table."This is Mr. Earl Wilson, Wilson Investigations. I'd give you his qualifications, but I'm pretty sure you've already used him or gone up against him. When I came back into the country and found out about Deirdre's accident, I was curious. She is headstrong and reckless, but I'd. Firstly, sitting on the bed. I got some great shots of her sexy bra then she stood up and I took some of her bra and tiny thong before Martin pulled her to his face and kissed her. I got some great pictures of her thong-clad ass and even some of Martin’s hands caressing it. My cock was ready to explode.Martin got her to sit on the edge of the bed and he called me to stand next to him. I did as I was told and Martin told Jen to hold and kiss the cock that she wanted. She looked up at my face and.