The large, fluffy towel felt deliciously soft against her skin and she found herself humming again. Tonight would be special; she had a good feeling a...out it.From the back of her underwear drawer she removed the bottle of aromatic oil. There was no real reason to hide it but it saved any awkward questions from the other Sisters. She poured a generous measure onto her palm and inhaled the tart, musky aroma. Slowly and deliberately, she worked the scented oil into her skin. Her eyes closed and a. I can never call her to be a bomb shell because she never cared to dress attractively.further she is a bit dark.however i always had a strong fascination for dark women.my mom was always careless with her dress and this always gave me a chance to have a glance of her boobs and midriff.Now coming to the story i just finished my engineering and took up a job at bangalore.my parents used to own a construction company and my dad was always away from home.as i studied engineering in jntu college i. Sleethe kept one hand on her hip, the other crawling slowly up her torso, pulling up her tank top and letting her breasts fall free. They bounced gently as they settled, her Krell lover peering over her shoulder as he watched them, his yellow eyes drinking in her figure. He engulfed one of her breasts in his palm, kneading it softly, and Lena watched with bated breath as his blue tongue snaked out of his mouth and made for the second.Her legs turned to jelly as his slippery organ curled around. She sat down and pulled on a pair of matching white latex boots that came to the tops of her calf’s. The shiny boots had 5 inch high heels that contributed to giving her that virtual prostitute look that she so loved to emulate.Sexually hot from dressing herself in the mind-boggling costume, while she thought about getting to spend some time with the handsome and interested Mr. Davis, she grabbed her big white, matching latex purse, kissed her husband goodbye, then went out and jumped into her.