Mrs. Riley just the person I wanted to see&hellip, I want you and Kayla to go on a business trip with me this weekend? Well, sir I except Good, were l...aving to tomorrow at 9 a.m and were headed for New York meet us as LAX at 8:30 he said handing me a slip of paper. I guess thats it Mr. Brown I said standing up. I guess so I swayed out of his office and I knew he was looking at me. I was what they call thick. I was 150 lbs. And had 44D breast. I had hips of a goddess and of course a fat ass. My. I think he lied to me.“All this nekkidity ain’t natural,” I drawled – trying to sound relaxed. “The way I figure it – if we was meant to be nekkid, we woulda got borned that way.”I guess you have to picture me saying that with a kind of slow John Wayne drawl. To be totally honest I’m much better at imagining myself talking like that than I am at actually doing it. My attempts at a John Wayne drawl usually end up making me sound Welsh.Danielle spluttered a laugh. I guess she heard me.She also. At once his long pink tongue darted out to lick wetly up the whole length of Sharon's open, puffy gash."Aaaaagghhh!" the pinioned redhead moaned as she responded to the lapping at her craving pussy-furrow. She'd been disappointed when she realized Angie's tongue was deserting her twat, but had felt confident that it would be replaced by another. Now she was curious to find out just who could have such a long and oddly rough tongue.Suddenly the light dawned as her ears registered an eager little. Donald goes inside and soon has the key to the room he reserved. He comes out, and they pull around to the entrance closest to the room. The four enter the hotel together and soon in their room on the top floor. The view is terrific, and being so high up, they can keep the drapes open to enjoy the sunlight without any observers. Donald whispers to Emma, “Well, you can imagine people peeking in if it adds to this for you.”Emma smiles as she replies in a low voice, “I think what we are about.