While she liked the fact that her ¾ lengths seemed to suck her in nicely, keeping her bottom rather pert, she still wandered what she could do to get...Jean-Luc interested. Last night at dinner she had tried to be suggestive, teasing, but he made his excuses and left. "Holy fuck!" She was now running late and she knew Deanna would make her pay for it. Some crazy yoga positions to stretch her in ways she didn't previously think possible, no doubt. She picked up her kit bag, which had a towel and. "It took less than a minute. "The Dream Kitchen? Right. Thanks, Charles. I owe you one. Bye."As Ruth admired his tactics, he called The Dream Kitchen."Rehome Security here. Sergeant Crouch. Dom you have a reservation for a Desmond Duchesney for tonight? You do? What time? Fine. Thanks a lot. Most kind. We will be circumspect when we call to speak to him. Please do not mention my call."Closing his call, he told Ruth, "Now, we visit the restaurant and apprehend our suspect, quietly and softly.. As she realized the moment had come, the evil lady smartly took some ice cubes from the ice bucket and shoved them into Sudhir?s crotch!! ??OHH MAA! ???..!? Sudhir shrieked.?kYA JI! Muth marte huye maa ka naam leten hain kya?! Chhhi chhI chhhi!?.Neha showing no respite teased him in a mocking tone!?Nnnnahi Who Tumne?..barf dali ?.is liye..!Neha stood watch fully. Now twice she had made her husband come close to having an orgasm but not allowing him the desperately needed release on both. As Roxy climbed out of the wagon Phil was there once again. He used her panties once again to collect the drivers cum which was leaking out of Roxy's gaping arse.As Roxy was straightening her dress she saw a land rover pull into the yard. She thought it looked familiar and was sure she had seen it before. Phil told her it was the farmer from the farm they had gone to earlier that year where she had been milked. Roxy remembered that day very well as it had been so much and the video was also.