Intuitively, she knew the first of them to speak would lose. She waited patiently. Finally, he shuffled his feet and said, "The exclusivity is a deal ...reaker, Ms. Cannon." Do you own galleries outside Las Vegas?" No, but I have reciprocity with a number of galleries worldwide." But not all of them, correct?" Of course not," he said as if she were stupid.She ignored the implication. "How many other galleries do you work with on this basis and where are they located?"A sheepish look crossed his. I like the sips of chilled beer…specially its taste.. it increase my senses.”“Hmm … That’s not true it smell not good then… how it effect senses ?”“ leave it Pooja… you cannot be sure on its without having taste of it”We finished the dinner in 10 minute as am more curious for next action we carry all utensil to kitchen and I keep the beer bottle lock with little liquid in it stored in refrigerator.. I came to room and wait for her …. She also finished kitchen and come into room…. Ask me for oil. I squeezed her round booobs; pinching her hard nipples. And wandering down her hairless mound to caress her soft wet pussy.Her body was magnificent and I could not resist sliding one finger between her ink pussy lips to touch her clit. As I rubbed on her clit I looked up and stared deep into her brown eyes. Then my aunt put her tongue deep down my mouth and we shared a passionate kiss. I firmly gripped her ass cheeks and made her shaven mound rest against my hard dick. Then I rammed it between. "No, Henri. He never knew sex except with men." Yes. Good. And now? With this Marjorie?" Not Marjorie. Her daughter. She's a delight. You will meet her." I will make this cunt run crying by two days," Henri scowled arrogantly. "We will tear up the contract. Elliot will see."Sophie took his big hands, his knuckles thickened by age and arthritis. "She can help you, Henri. She can be your hands." I am fine!" he growled, tearing his hands from hers and stomping out.Being old, his character well.