So this is my gift to you, Caroline!” He handed me the documents, and I put my drink on the table. I took the documents and looked them over.“What...is this?” and started to read it.This document is agreement between Caroline Morris and Roger Warren going into business together, starting a new high quality hosiery brand under the name (Caroline's Secret Hosiery)The owner and majority shareholder of the company is Caroline Morris with 75%. And Roger Warren with 25%There will be a start fund on 5. Belle purred, her shoulders relaxed into the soft ground as my hands reached her rump. "Take them off," she muttered to me, as my hands touched her neon pink thong. I saw her lips curl upwards as I stammered. "I don't want sun cream on them."For a split second, it seemed like such an innocent request and the young lady made me wipe my hands on the grass before touching her underwear. Butterflies danced in my stomach for a second as I gently tugged her underwear to her ankles, and then placed. As I entered her apartment, and proffered the gift of proverbial wine, she tongued kissed me! Well you can imagine my thoughts for a quick main course, and a mad dash for dessert(Some serious fucking)! And so it was, she was a student at FIT(Fashion Institute of Technology), from Mainline Pa, and 19 years old.Wow!! Her bed was a queen size mattress on the floor, I only say this because floor fucking provides the best surface for giving, and receiving deep penetration,you can deep fuck a pussy. It feels so good.She climaxed quickly on Max’s dog dick, clamping down on his member while he pushed harder aiming to keep his pace. Daisy relaxed again, feeling herself begin to warm up as she grew more aroused. Max continued, determined. His pace accelerating as Daisy allowed him greater access to her depths. Max’s knot thickened at her entrance, too large now to enter her, but allowing Max to bounce back quickly as he pressed it against her. The gentle stretch as it pushed at her entrance.