Standing before us was the most appealing creature I had ever seen on two feet and a quick glance at Sue told me she thought the same.Hanna was bout 5...ft. 4 in., jet black hair, eyes so dark brown they almost looked black. She didn’t have on make-up but her beautiful full lips were a dark pink color that just make you want to kiss them. She had an hourglass figure with “C” or “D” cup tits. She had a skin tone that was like she had a nice sun tan. I heard Rose say something but I was so. For almost 2 hours I thrashed about and sobbed until I was just too worn out and hot to do those, after the 2 hours the lid popped open and grandma moved some of the garments away from my face, she lifted her tight clad legs and placed them pushing against my face in the hamper then shoved some of the clothing back over as she just said "my feet were getting a bit chilly" She was basically sat in her chair, rubbing my face with her feet for a good hour before she must have fallen asleep,. Her lips opened just a bit and her tongue was visible. Not overt but not retreating. She was working on the fire that was beginning to burn away the desire for junk food. I could feel my cock swelling up. I wear a thong most days just to feel a constant stretch on my glans and to have any erections let my anus know what I am thinking. My tongue was feeling thick too and clearly I was getting a lot of ideas. I just hoped that her continued interest was in a similar desire.We both moved toward. Finally, Choi made a show of running the letter through a paper shredder he just happened to have handy in his office.All throughout his diatribe, I was seething with anger, and twice had to be physically restrained by one of Choi's thugs. Besides my obvious rage at Sandra's treatment, I expressed vehement objection to the planting of a listening device inside our place – something Choi did not deny. They'd gone ahead and done it after all! Wendy was actually the more composed of the two of us..