There was even once he dropped his pencil in front of her desk deliberately and then he squatted down, pretending to look for it and at the same time,...he took a good close-up look at Madelyn’s accidental widely parted thighs with her soft baby pink panties with a Barbie character in front. The spread was quite wide so the white scallop-edge side trim of her panties could be seen clearly too. Davis was enthralled by that sexy sight. After a few seconds, Madelyn caught him staring and she quickly. Jillianwas impressed that Ann worked at the St. Clair Gallery, a gallery she'dheard talked about on the West Coast.Ann gave much the same speech over dinner when she was grilled byJeanette all over again. Ann graciously accepted the inquisition. Theywere Julia's family she figured they deserved to know something aboutwho was stepping in to their daughter and sister's role.Jack was not so sure. He'd had more experience with Jeanette and knewthat she often used a pleasant surface to hide her. I’ve jerked off thinking about her, of course. I suspect Kristine knew this, too. I was very much under her spell.After dinner, there were drinks in the lounge. I was talking to a couple of other colleagues when Kristine came and sat in a big leather chair just across from me. She sipped her drink and looked at me, nodded, but said nothing. Instead, she leaned back, caressed her fishnet clad thighs, and crossed her legs, and dangled her shoe from her left foot. Oh, those cute feet of hers. She. She was so moist I slid easily inside her. She unbuttoned my shirt, lifted the sun dress over her head to reveal her ample breasts to my hands, and begged, “Kiss me again and fuck me hard and fast, Darrell. I need your cum inside my cunt.” I didn’t need any further encouragement. My hips thrust upward to meet Sara’s and we kissed each other’s mouths while I pinched both her nipples. Sara signed loudly as I fucked her for all I was worth.When I felt Sara arching her back, and she pulled her.