"Would you mind sticking around while I look it over?" Of course not." Thanks you. Make yourself comfortable in the living room. Can I get you a drink..." A white wine, if you please."Catherine poured the drink and made sure to long hard and long into Randi's eyes as she handed it over. Taking a seat on the couch across the room from the blond, Catherine began flipping through the pages of the "report". It consisted entirely of black and white photos of two women making love. Catherine had no. Alex withdrew his tongue, reached over, picked up his slacks, fumbled in the pocket and retrieved something. I couldn’t quite see what it was … then I saw him unscrewing a cap from a tube … oh fuck he’s not is he? I said to myself. He squeezed a clear substance onto his fingers, coated his cock and then squeezed a second globule from the tube. Fucking hell its lube! … is he thinking what I think he’s thinking? … oh fuck yes he definitely is … he’s wants to fuck my wife’s arse!!! Alex glanced in. Us kiwaja yah thi main kisi ko inkar nahi kar sakta tha mujhay bahar kisi nay dekh liya to foran usay koi na koi kam yaad aajata issi wajha say mera sub kay ghar ana jana rahta tha humaray muhalay ghar kay samnay. Tahira baji ki femly rahnay aye jin ka figer 38 36 38 tha lekin mainay us waqt koi khas inters nahi liya un kay do batay tha jo kay bohot chotay thay tahira baji ka humaray ghar anna janna shuro hogaya aur oh kisay aur kay ghar jati bhi nahi then hum parosi thae is liyah hum say un ki. Kitty, in the grip of her own desire, offered the slightest amount of token resistance as a last show of prudish frigidity. She looked back at him with her big brown eyes full of fearful anticipation.Franklin, wordlessly caught one of her hands making it's weakened, token gesture of resistance and directed it directly towards his cock.Kitty, perhaps due to the lack of sexual gratification or some barely hidden burning desire of her own - wrapped it around his shaft, at first delicately - then.