"Mind if I join you?" Jeannie asked, her eyes on my roving hands. "My legs are covered with come if you can believe that."She laughed as she dropped h...r nightshirt, and I moved back under the spray, giving her room to get into the shower."I hope you're not upset" she whispered. "It just kind of happened, you know?" Jeannie looked at me with genuine concern in her eyes.I smiled and stepped closer. Putting my arms around her, we swayed back and forth under the spray together as I told her exactly. And I really want todo him. You can watch me!" "I will for a while, but I have work to do. Just don't rushit and call me if you need anything!" "I will!" Bobby couldn't believe his eyes at the megababe in the tinygreen thong bikini who came in his room, and stood in frontof him, her hands arrogantly on her hips. "Hello prisoner, I'm Tiffanny, (giggle) your first (um) interviewer!" "Um, hello, um, ma'am!" She picked up his file on the table, and smiled. "And I seeyouv'e been. Bracing her hands on his shoulders and smiling seductively at the man, Sharon felt his marvelous hard-on sliding deliciously into her slippery cunt. She gently lowered her pussy down over his pulsating cockshaft."Mmmmmmm," she whimperd, feeling his hard prick sinking deeper and deeper into her scalding fuckhole.When Andy's throbbing prick was finally completely buried in her grasping cunt, Sharon began rubbing her swollen tits against his face."Does this feel good?" she whispered, slowly. Supposedly, I’m a wealthy man now and she doesn’t need to work. I expect that with time, she’ll change her mind about not wanting to work.“Ann has achieved a certain national status as a painter of murals. She gets jobs around the country now and disappears for a week or two at a time. She’s really happy with the work although she wishes that she could stay here with us more. I have to admit, she’s making better money than me. Well, not quite. I make a ton of money.“Sally has gone back to.