There was only the dust that had collected during his four-week absence. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a chambray shirt with her hair tied ...p in a red kerchief as she cleaned and put things away from their trip.Jan was surprised when the doorbell rang. An attractive dark-haired girl was standing on the doorstep when she opened the door. "Mrs. Stewart? I'm Anita Collins, society editor of The Deerfield Times, the local weekly here in town. May I come in?"Jan smiled warmly and stepped. This excited Anita and she started folding and unfolding her legs and slightly moving her upper part – this excited Akash and he moved to the midriff and started licking her in and around navel. This was too much for Anita and she started moving her legs more violently. While he was licking her navel; both Akash hands were squeezing her boobs. Anita’s petticoat exposed her legs. Akash saw her exposed legs and started kissing her from Ankle towards her pussy. The clean shaven pussy was already. Loser picks up the bar tab tonight?" Jonas propositioned, while making sure his snug, navy blue polo shirt was tucked into his jeans evenly, showing off his athletic build."I'll take that bet. They want a white-girl, right? That's why you're number one. They always want white-girls. You're like catnip for the pigment impaired ones," Hector said to the six foot, blonde haired, blue eyed Jonas.Jonas laughed and said. "Come on man, like the white-girls don't go for your shaved head, chocolate. Her breasts were hugged close to her chest in a silky red tank top. Her cleavage was there for me to see as clearly as water on the open ocean. Her nipples formed right before my eyes, pushing against the material. She really was turned on by the sight of me. The tank top was tucked into a black sash and a matching silky skirt hung loose to mid thigh. She wore white stockings, the lace of which peeked out from under the skirt as it moved, even with her smallest movements. Red high heels.