“Problem? No. Rachel, I knew you were...”“And Dad and Mom want us to be observant. It’s kinda difficult sometimes here in Alabama. Our local s...nagogue is ‘reform’. We’re more traditional.”“They are,” Tara asserted. “And we can join the Weismanns and I feel like I’m following my family’s footsteps.”“You’re Jewish,” he said again, sounding a bit doubtful.“Yes.”“I never saw that one coming. Name like ‘Helton’...”“Three generations ago. Our family name sounded too German in World War I. Sort of. Julie tried hard not to lose control, of her emotions and her own body. She fought, with everything she had but it was all too much. Kirsten's tongue was working wonders. Swirling around inside her wet pussy. Sliding, gliding across every silky inner softness of her pussy. Her juiced trickled onto Kirsten's tongue, which she lapped up and back into her mouth. Savoring every drop, every ounce of sweetness.Julie began to gently buck her hips, rising up and down as they thrust into Kirsten's face.. The stupid bitch that thought she could beat down his last sense of self. She lay spread eagle on the table before him, gagged, stretched and panting. Her eyes shot daggers at him and he smiled at the memory of her struggles.She had been tempting him for months, just like all the others. His fortune was well known, and his body had been designed to leave woman breathless. He was tired of it. His whole life had been spent fending off gold diggers and lust driven bitches who never took a. Simran, i’ll give you the chance. If you submit to one night of love with me. You’re beautiful, Simran. All the men here desire you but I can give you what they can’t, I can make you feel so different, so sexy. Consider it, I’m serious.”Simran’s jaw was slack and open with this indecent proposal and she made to dismiss it out of hand…. She obviously gave it some deep thought. Sofia watched trying to keep the sly look from her face, knowing that Simran was considering what she had offered.“And.