Shoulder length brown hair, slim and about 5 foot, 6 inches tall with shapely legs but her chest is huge! She has a smile that could melt the polar ic... cap as he tries to keep in the present while her tits spill forward from her top watches as she sets the tray down, mesmerized that her nipples are hard and prominent. She keeps bent at the waist because she can feel his gaze on her. She pours the drinks and stands to offer him a glass."Come and sit for a bit," she says.She sits down and crosses. She has arrived, at last, and she is not going to leave in a hurry.Ah, Le Maroc. Matilda has been religiously saving her unemployment payments for months for this once-in-a-life-time trip. And now she is here, actually walking in the scenes of The Sheltering Sky that she has watched countless times in her little attic in Munich.Already she feels out of place. With her Munich shades on, her curly red hair flying in the brilliant sun and her tight-fitting light trousers, she is standing out like. How much did he see??!And then she did the unthinkable. “Come here Nate” she commanded, pointing to a spot on the floor beside the couch. What in the hell was she thinking??!? Here she was virtually naked except for her stockings, knees spread, feet firmly planted on the floor and me kneeling between them. He hadn’t moved yet. “I… said… come…. here!” With his head hanging down so he wouldn’t have to look at us, he came through the door. As he did, he started to stuff his limp dick back in. “Don’t turn around. Let me see that wiggly ass. And get your new purple vibe for me. It’s time I got to see it in action, too.” When I unpacked my bag, I put it on the nightstand. The vibrations make me jump. I feel the tingles up my arm. I can only imagine what it’s going to do to the rest of me. “Press it against your clit. Hold it there, I’m going to send some nice buzz over.” The buzzing is intense. “Arch your back, baby. Let me see your pussy. You’re already dripping wet, baby. I wish I.