.. man ... So..sorry..so sorry"Nothing to be sorry about" She saidShe shut the door and smiled. She smiled. Her body seems to have a red glowunder her...skin. She pushed me down and started taking my clothes off. My shoeswere kicked off. I can't believe this was happening.She tossed her vest showing off her arms. She let her muscles flex and bouncy.She gave me a little wink as she did it. With that she undid her Bra and slideout of her daisy duke and boots showing perfectly painted toe nails. She. Then, just as she had done so many times when we were younger, she freaked me out by whispering in my ear. ‘I survive, dearest cousin, because I am just as mean as they are!’ And with that, she nipped my ear and moved away. ‘I hate, when you do that!’ ‘Get over it!’ She yawned and ran a hand through her golden locks. ‘Where is Blair?’ ‘Blair was sleeping and then, Family Hour started. Now, Blair is hoping we can get this over with, quickly.’ I know he hadn’t been there just a few seconds ago. Waise mere gand dekhe to ghayal hona avashya hai.Jab main short top aur shorts pehenti hu, boobs mere uchhalte hai aur gaand meri sabko nachvaati hai. Mere gym ke bhi bohut chahne wale hai. To main bhi unka man rakhne ke liye braless t-shirt (nipples kafi straight hote hue) aur skinny tight skin color ki track pant pehenti hu. Aur bikini ki panty pehenti jisse mard ki tharak ubhar aaye, haan main zaalim hu. Aur beshak hu. Main parking lot mein car mein kapde change karti hu woh bhi CCTV ke. "Don't you dare try to tell me that you don't knowwho I am Miss Harding," Stacy bit out in a tone full of hate, and addedin a more creepy voice. "I know you very well." Her body moved andquick quickly forced her way inside of the house. As Ms Harding was toostunned to react, Stacy quickly shut the door behind her and locked it.Her attention riveted back to Harding, she said, "You really do have noidea who I am, do you, Harding? " She waited a few seconds studying theother woman's dumb foggy.