He realized Serena had been pushing his angry buttons and he decided he wouldn't let her completely destroy him. However, the next button was the "Br...d Lee" button; he hated being called “Brad Lee”. Somehow he knew it would happen before the DVD was done. “Listen up, Brad Lee. You can get a discount on me," Serena joked, "If you act quickly on this special video offer, we will throw in a box of ribbed condoms and free shipping.” Brad was not amused. “Very fucking funny.” “Remember the girl in. I feel the time is now or never. I grab my strapless dildo and a bottle of lube and sneak up behind you. I nuzzle your neck, then growl into your ear, “You are mine!” Before you can escape, I push you toward the dining room table where I force you face down against the cool wood, pushing your head down with one hand. You struggle a bit as my foot spreads your legs apart and you feel a warm liquid drip between your cheeks and into your pussy. I ignore your muffled protests as I rub the head of. "I would love to get in some nude sunbathing out by the pool." I'm not too sure how private that would be honey. I'll have to ride you around the neighborhood a bit to show you how easy it might be for peepers." Joe warned her."Isn't there something we can do near the cabana for privacy, like maybe a folding dressing screen?" she wondered aloud."That might be a possibility. We can look into it when we get back." Joe said wanting to do anything to make her happy."You like me tanned all over. "I know what you mean."Tamara smiled, relieved. Laura watched her walk away, feeling sad and still hungry for her, all these emotions and drives mingled together in a confusing welter.As if this were not enough to start her day onto a downward slide, just before lunch Randi also appeared in Laura's office. She was breathtakingly lovely in a red knit dress that showed off her spectacular figure. Randi loved red. Her underwear, Laura knew, was often red. She was a gorgeous show-off, and she.