When Miss Amore returned she was pretty damp all over. It looked like she had tried to take a shower in the tiny hand bowl. She had tried! She complai...ed about her bra and panties being wet then looked at me and smiled before saying, “I wouldn’t dare!”I smiled back and asked, “Why not?”Miss Amore said, “I could loose my job!”I said, “I am seventeen years old so that shouldn’t be a problem. I could stack our soda cans in front of the door as an early warning system if you’d like me too!”Miss. " You baked a cake, really what kind?" A carrot cake, you know, from scratch," Brenda answered excitedly."Really, from scratch?" Well kind of, my friend Annie taught me how to do it, I hope you likeit." If you made it I know I will."It was then that the door opened and Mario entered the suite."Holy shi??" was all he could say when he saw Brenda.Brenda blushed and her stomach grew tight as she gained eye contact withMario. God what's wrong with me, why does he effect me like this, he'sjust a. But you were not finished with me yet. You had one more surprise for me.You led me to the well-designed opulent kitchen, and you placed me on the large glass dining room table. You bent me over it. My thighs were now dripping, leaving a hot wet trail. You moved your fingers over my cunt and ass, and then you put a couple of fingers into my ass. I moaned with passion and lust. I felt your cock head at my back door, and I knew that this was the next part of our time together. Closing my eyes in. However, her inner lips was where the story was. They were pretty thick and wrinkled, but even without touching them, they hung heavily over her opening. The bottom of each one rested below her asshole, barely touching the bed. I pulled one out with my fingers and surprisingly it stretched pretty far, almost 6 inches."Wow, this is the first time I've really looked at you. Have you always had such long lips?" I asked, looking up at her. She propped herself up on her elbows."Since puberty, they.