Yet one single chance meeting had suddenly intervened.That of an tall attractive mature busty blonde running low on fuel and her pulling into a small ...ut of town filling station, manned by Kevin, which had been the catalyst for his hoped for return to the fold, of Sean Brady’s enterprise.That of running an enterprise making online bdsm videos and hiring out Bondage models and whores to well vetted wealthy clients.A few days after visiting the home of Karen Taylor and running into the guy Trevor. It’s the top floor of this building that gives it the impression of being abandoned. The stairs are covered with dust and it looks like the doors haven’t been opened in ages. She comes across a closed door. There, too, she looks for a doorbell ... There is nothing: no name on the door, just a small, clean rectangle showing that a plaque has recently been removed. She hesitates for a moment. She doesn’t like it and decides to leave.“Hey! Where are you going?”She’s already on the fifth floor. Not. “If I wasn’t in this wheelchair, I bet I could fuck Cinnamon”, Lucky said to himself. Lucky put himself in a daze for a couple of minutes until he realized Mike was putting his hand up her skirt a little too far. Cinnamon started to get hot and her legs flew open just a little bit. From Lucky angle, he can see a glimpse of her panties. They were sky blue, matching her halter top. “Mike, we have company, chill out damn!” While she talked, she kept licking her glossy lips and making soft moaning. "Daddy, I'm going over to Sherry's house for a few hours. I'm supposed to help her plan some term paper," she lied cheerfully."Okay, sweetheart. How long will you be gone?" Oh, a couple of hours, at least." All right."She went to stand beside him, leaning over to kiss him lightly on the lips, as she always did, but her left arm dropped down and her hand gently squeezed his cock. "Save some of that for me," she whispered, watching him blush as she headed for the front door.Once outside she went.