She had a beautiful face, peach colored skin and deep brown eyes framed by long, curly lashes. When her eyes were closed her lashes were a stunning da...k contrast against her cream colored cheeks. This morning she was wearing a white t-shirt and cut off jeans, which showed off her muscular calves, topped with white sneakers. When she walked downstairs before, I had to catch my breath at the sight of her.She had full breasts that pressed tightly against her shirt; the white only accentuated them.. The next moment, I'll call him Tom, hands me a small suitcase and says, "Our Girl isn't here yet. I want you to see that she does."Looking like a dog hearing a whistle, my head tilted to the side. "She does, is, What?" Listen here. Take the suitcase, go to the bathroom down the hall, and get the girl to come out," Tom commanded in a gruffer voice than I was expecting. Crap. We just met, sort-of.I head down the hallway and go into the bathroom adjoing the master bedroom. I can see Nick was. Outside she had stood shaking her head, thinking was this his idea of a joke, some sort of wind up…but deep down she knew it was no joke and it was really happening… she tried to tell herself it was imagination, but she knew he had started something that she was unsettled by. She decided to phone her sister, tell her he was here and safe, her finger shook just a little as she dialled the number, her sister answered. They chatted for a while, Maj saying “he was here and safe”, Mel explaining. Pleasure your tits for me to see.” Her hands move slowly to her moistened nipples. Her eyes remain on mine as her fingers begin to play with the flesh, and they become erect. She arches her back toward me, throwing her head back, displaying her creamy neck. As she does so, I am losing my patience for the slow strip show. I lower to my knees and place my thumbs in the waist of her panties. I can smell Cynthia’s special and enticing aroma, mixed with the scent of amber. I can see that the crotch.