They were offering a 25 000$ to anyone brave enough to spend a night in the old manor in the swamp. It didn’t take more for the group to accept the ...hallenge and spend one more night in a supposed haunted house. In fact, up to now all the houses they had visited during their trip were hoaxes and were not really haunted.The sun was about to set, and the group really wanted to reach the house before the sun goes down, because they could easily lose their way in the swamp. Finally, after two hours. She eased her pretty black lace gown off her shoulders and let it slip to the floor and reaching around her, I unclipped her lacy black bra immediately releasing her magnificent heavy breasts against my hairy chest. She wiggled her hips and sexily slipped her thumbs into her panties but I stopped her and said I’d like her to leave then on for a while, I had an idea about that for later! I reached forward and cupped her very inviting and heavy 38” breasts enjoying the feeling of her soft white. I keep a busy schedule trying to fit them in.I’m proud to be a glutton, and I don’t have time for sloth.I’m greedy, and I’m angry, and I don’t care who I cross.I’m Mr. Bad Example, intruder in the dirt.I like to have a good time and I don’t care who gets hurt.I’m Mr. Bad Example, take a look at me.I’ll live to be one hundred and go down in infamy.”-Warren Zevon, “Mr. Bad Example“Detective Inspector Luc Tomas Allaine left his office and hopped on his bicycle. He pointed it toward Bertholdi. " Yeah..." Mike's eyes glazed over. "Do they have uniforms?" If you were looking for something special, we could probably work it in -- but these chicks, well, they're preggers right now, you know? Fancy uniforms might get costly and wouldn't have much of a shelf life." Yeah, they're probably better off without..." Manny interjected, then looked carefully away ... Somebody snorted...In the afternoon, I got an email from Mike, seriously asking about a Thursday night gig. I wrote back that we.