He’d do his nails later. He was feeling a nice French manicure tonight. Just like the one he was doing for Violet. One of his kinks was seeing a wom...n’s French manicured hand wrapped around a large cock. If her wedding ring was visible, so much the better.“So what are you and Mark planning tonight?” He tried making small talk.“Well, dinner first, then dancing and drinking at a club so he can show me off, then we’re going to his place. I don’t know what time I’ll be back.”“Sounds fun. Can you. ."I do not want to choose", you said....."I am so horny I could not care less how, where, who or what" you said.The old man laughed. To bad we did not bring our dog then. And I saw him trusted into you.....and I heard you too.You made a lot of oh-ah-yes-good-big-more-harder-sounds....It was, again, confusng....I saw the younger ones face, he smiled. I saw the back of the older one. Fucking you. I saw parts of you, feet, hands, you where still on all four.The older one stopped. He stood up, and. Her skin was naturally tanned and soft, not fat but luscious in a way all women should be. Angela bit her lip from the sight and her eyes traveled down those curves with enthusiasm."Dear lord Catherine you are beautiful." Even in this intimate setting Catherine still blushed at that. Angela allowed her eyes to travel farther down. When she got to that perfect patch of dark hair, perfect curls that begged to have her touch them, kiss them, she couldn't restrain herself any longer. Meeting. She stared me in silence, possibly counting the wrinkles that had appeared in my face since my last encounter. We arrived at the hotel.Once in the room, she poured herself a drink while I removed my boots and lay down in bed. I watched her with envy as she drank her whiskey on a couple of swigs, and with lust when after dropping the glass she took her shirt uncovering the upper side of her body. Ah, her breasts. How much I longed to bite them.She approached me, and my mouth to one of her.