Beth said sternly, “You didn’t address me as Miss. Therefore, when we get home, I am going to smack your legs, young lady.”Liz gasped but found ...eth’s stern voice so erotic, and although it would hurt knew that whenever she got her legs smacked, the two of them made out. “Yes, Miss,” she replied just as they passed a couple of people who heard the exchange and laughed.“Told you,” Beth said.“Yes, Miss, you were right,” Liz admitted.They got to the party house, both feeling very relaxed, walked. I went inside my room first and had a nice bath. Scented myself and dressed with my best pair of collection. And i left for her room and knocked it. She said come in. I went in with a lots of anticipation and excitement. Yes. She was there .. The lady of my dreams. The sexiest women i have ever seen, the mother of sexuality. The goddess of femininity… The angel of allurement, artistry and attraction. She was a composure of bloom, charm, class, comeliness, delicacy and elegance.. The women with. He spread his fingers like a starfish on her lightly oiled body and kept up the firm kneading down to her lower back and over her kidneys until he felt her body pulse and relax again. Claire felt a twinge of embarrassment at her outburst. It really wasn’t his fault and she had been unreasonably aggressive. His hands were magnificent, easing the pain and anxiety from her muscles as he worked. She had felt a slight difference as he restarted the massage, almost like he was pissed off, but it had. Wells spoke up, “well since my husband and I have wanted another child we will raise it, the only thing you have to do is fuck my pussy and knock it up. You’ll never be bothered again”.Mrs. Wells stood up and since I was the only one giving her the desperate attention she so desired, she walked up to me and stuck her hairy cunt lips just inches from my face.“Want to get a nice look of your father’s sperm leaking out. Go ahead touch me.” She whispered.Mrs. Wells offer was too much to turn down.