”Marty Graham, our contact at NBC, and the assistant to the producer of the TV show The Circle, called one evening. She got Bob, but asked, “Is Br...d there? I have a letter I need to read to him.”Bob got Brad on the line. It was one of the nights that he and Sandy were staying over at the house. Sandy was already cuddled up with Jim on one of the sofas after dinner.Marty read Brad the letter than she’d opened that day from the backlog of fan mail about the show.Dear Brad Ross, I hope this letter. " Thank you Mr. Frazier." Let's dispense with formalities. I'm Mr. Frazier in a business setting. At home, please call me William. Is that good with you?" Sure, um, certainly." He smiled at her, catching her attempt."Please feel free to be yourself. I won't throw you out for a occasional 'ain't'."Thanks. I'm trying to get better at that." Lorenzo tells me the southern charm is winning over his customers." Now he opened large glass panelled doors. They stepped out onto a large porch overlooking. Mene apne haath ab uski gaand se hote hue uski pussy tak pahucha diye aur pussy ko sahlaane laga. Who madhosh ho rahi thi aur uski chutne ki koshish dhili ho rahi thi. Maine mauka dekha aur doosre haath se uska bra ka hook khol diya. Ab uska back pura nanga tha.Maine apna doosra haath dheere se sehlaate hue uske boobs par laaya aur side se uske boobs pakad liye aur unhe dabaane laga. Neeche pussy aur oopar boobs dono jagah mera kabzaa ho chukka tha. Usne bhi ab haar maan li thi aur madhosh. Please fuck me,” Ashley moaned wantonly as she looked over her shoulder at me. I pushed the head between her lips and drove it in hard as far as it would go. She jerked and she moaned aloud. I pulled out and drove it back in even harder. I grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head back as I thrust my cock back into her. With every stroke Ashley was moaning, urging me to fuck her harder and to spank her. I let go of her hair and used that hands to pin her down while smacked her ass.