Isabella blushed and looked away. She felt the moisture gathering between her legs…oh how her body gave her away.Daniel had produced a bottle of Ch...mpagne and roughly clattered three glass flutes onto the sideboard. Isabella thought the stems might shatter. He then expertly filled each glass, the bubbles only just failing to escape over the top each time. Silently he walked two glasses over to Sarah and Isabella. As he handed Isabella her glass, his back to Sarah, his face suddenly. As the crowd departs Hurricane Helms hurra-whispers something into Mighty Molly’s ear that kind of gets her excited. Hurricane Helms hurra- kisses Mighty Molly again and while doing this he slowly moves his hands up and down her body. Mighty Molly has her arms wrapped around Hurricane Helms’s neck. Hurricane Helms slowly walks her back into the turnbuckle area as he starts to hurra- take her clothes off. Soon she is naked in the ring. Her lithe supple body is seen and her breasts are just the. Hearing me moan, you say"Like that, bitch? Like Daddy's fingers in that ass, don't you? You a nasty little slut."I only moan louder and suck your cock faster as you pull into my driveway."Get in that house and get those pants off, bitch. I wanna see that ass in front of me."You follow behind me, sitting on my couch, your cock is in your hand as you slowly stroke it while I stand in front of you. I get on the floor, doggy style, my ass arched up high and spread my ass open....."Damn, Daddy likes. The footman opened the door with a graceful flourish borne from years of practice in the high-end service industry and ushered her into an opulent front lobby which she imagined would more likely be found in the Plaza than a spa. The immaculately dressed receptionist looked up from behind her desk and smiled warmly. “You must be Mrs. Lydia Jones. Olivia has told me your room is being prepared and will be ready shortly. Please have a seat and I will have John escort you in just a moment. Would.