I mean, I’m not a lesbian, but women are sooo ... Sexy ... You know what I mean, right?” The look on her face suggests that she hoping her guest w...ll indicate an interest in some girl-on-girl action as well as the impending doggy fun.Madison doesn’t look away from the water, her face giving no indication of her preferences – we cut to the water, looking from girl to girl, their faces blurred out, but cleavage left in crisp focus, confirming that there is plenty of ‘talent’ in the water. Slim. That sexy navel gave me an instant hardon, which I struggled to hide from my parents. She had minimal jewelry on her, and her hair was held together by a clip. She definitely looked like a sex bomb. I stood ogling at my own mother, while dad went upto her and whispered something in her ear. Mom blushed like a new bride.“You, na!” She slapped him playfully on his arm. “Even when you have a grown sun at home…” she caught her self mid sentence and shooed me off to the car on a flimsy pretext. Mom. His white shirt was starched so heavily that there wasn't even a crease. He stood looking at the assembled men with the confident air of a general looking over his troops. His thinning hair was swept back and neatly in place. His bold brown eyes took a measure of each of them. He never smiled, but stood as still at a statue.Rebecca was the maid. She was a young woman that had her blond hair swept back into a tight bun at the back of her head. She also wore her uniform proudly, but where Willard. It was like she was out of her body and watching as a bystander. Declan sat down, surrounded by a flock of the women present to witness this vane, pride filled woman's downfall. All the arousal in the air was feeding his need, and by the end of it, he would be bloated with the essence of her sin. She would be added to his harem. Three of the men slowly circled her. Having been burned by this bitch before, this was a balm to their injured prides. “We need a wooden box,” one murmured. With a.