“Who did your staging?” she asked. I told her, “I didn’t get anyone to stage it, I did it myself.” While touching my arm she complemented m... again and said that I really had an eye for this and she teased that she might need me to consult and help others owners she is selling houses for. I said that I wouldn’t mind helping her with anything she needed. I noticed that she blushed a little with that and kept her hand on my arm as we completed the tour. “Bill, I think it will be easy to sell. Marcie was ignoring her as she continued walking with the older white woman calling out and following her. Could her daughter take another slap, or should she help, Sandra pondered.Then the surprise.Marcie spurned around and was barking something at the older white woman. They just both stood there for moments and then to Sandra surprise, she watched Jennifer reach up and unhook the top of the bikini top letting it drop to the ground. Sandra got excited at the sight of the older woman sagging. Rudolph stood proud and erect with the still naked human female brushing his fine coat of thick hair. He growled a little bit when she worked on his doggie dick because he was quite sensitive down there after his recent workout on the pretty girl’s back. Strangely, the thoughts of the recently deceased Harry Henderson wandered into the dog’s conscious thoughts and he remembered all of the fine buttocks he had beneath his overly long cock that was like a battery that never ran down.The dog was a. " They were high, the first drinks just a memory of half-melted ice and alcoholic vapors from the two glasses lying on his bedroom floor. The ice cubes still had the metallic sheen that tonic water gives things, a sheen usually noticed most when you've sipped more than a little bit of vodka. As she laughed, her unbound breasts moved slightly beneath her tank top and she tossed her long auburn hair.The room had that ageless look of college housing: someone bought an old OK-condition house,.