Then, as if reading my mind, she added, "No, no relation to THAT Mindy." I saw that she was wearing a red leather jacket and matching mini skirt that ...eemed to fit her like a second skin. Mindy was speaking again, "Yes, Tim, I'm pretty much the vision of your ideal woman, aren't I?" A thousand questions were racing through my head. "Sorry, Tim, but I can't tell you most of what you want to know, like who I am, where I come from, or how I found you. What matters, is I'm going to make you a. “You wait here, okay? If my appointment doesn't work out I want to be able to head back home.”The driver gave an affirmative nod and with that the blonde popstar closed the door and headed into the lobby of the hotel, her heels making loud popping sounds that were reflected by the marble paneling the walls. She kept her eyes lowered and ignored the girl behind the counter, hoping that her getup would help to disguise her. She went straight to the elevator and hit the button for the presidential. When Denise bent over to check out mom's prize winning flowers it gave me an ample view of her prize-winning breasts. And I wasn't going to miss a show like that.My situation started when she glanced up unexpectedly and caught me drooling over her glorious breasts. I was embarrassed to be caught but she just gave me a smile and a little wink and bent over a little farther to give me a better look. When she left I made sure to scope out the sway of her fine ass and as I expected, it was rounded. "Faster," he mumbled.My aunt's pretty fingers flashed in the weird light and I could see the big glans swell each time its swollen ridge was brushed. I wanted to look away and I wanted to watch. Closing my eyes in guilty confusion, I probed my clitoris again and again until my legs threatened to cave in and drop me to the floor. I was holding on to the door frame now with my free hand, panting quietly in the lonely hallway while Nat thrashed on the bed.The soft bump-bump sound of Linda's hand.