“I see Missy has been naughty and went into my room. I hope she enjoyed her collaboration of her sluttiest times, now she can see one of Mistress Mo...mies’ naughty little times,” She said on the screen. I looked closer and saw in the video that she was wearing thigh high stockings, full ar-length matching gloves, a bra with soft looking pink fluff over the cups and a g-string. She walked over to the bed in her room and laid down on her side. It wasn’t long before a man walked out of the bathroom. The girl entered the room, closed the door, and strode a few feet into thewell-furnished and lavishly carpeted room. She dropped to her knees, openingher thighs shoulder width apart and resting her hands on the tops of her thighs,palms down. The motion was so fluid that it was obvious that she'd done itand rehearsed it so many times, the movements were as second nature to heras loading and unloading a weapon were to a trained soldier. The girl lookedup at Jonathan Clark, a questioning look on. It seems to be beckoning for my tounge, and I am not one to resist. My tounge hits the underside of his shaft first, just before my lips wraps themselves around his head and it slides slowly into my mouth.I close my eyes and keep my mouth still, lips half way down the shaft. My tongue does all the work, tasting his precum, feeling the smoothness of his skin, the edge where the helmet begins, the string making a cleft in his head, leading me towards the hole where all the sweet nectars are. Out of desperation and a liberal "why not?" attitude, you have decided to meet the three people living in the apartment. You arrive at about five in the afternoon, prepared for the worst. You knock on the door, and hear a woman yell from the inside."Who is it?" John Doe," you answer back. "I'm here about the place." Great! Just a minute, alright?" A woman living here... This might not be so bad. You hear a deadbolt slide back and the door slowly swings open to reveal a gorgeous red-head wrapped.