Cici had recovered from her facial surgery in Baltimore the month before, and was in full make up. Her hair now extended down to the middle of her ba...k and was bleached a dark blond.The two pseudo-women were not really hustlers in the broadest sense of the term, though for the going rate of $250 an evening they had been known to turn a trick or two. Both had day jobs, and had just wanted to hang out this evening. The presence of the local fuzz was putting a damper on that thought though.“Its. ” I told her trying not to stare at her breasts that were shining because of the sunscreen she had applied, I was trying my hardest not to stare but it was difficult. She moved down to her lower legs and started rubbing sunscreen which meant her breasts were hanging from her chest. “Aren’t you hot?” She asked me as I stared at the pool“Yes, I’m really hot.”“Well you can take off your shirt if you want, get some sun on you. It’s good for you, you know?” She said. I was really hot so I. She has ample, perky tits, that are firm, not floppy. She refers to her "jelly ass", which I can never wait to dig into. It is white, in contrast to the rest of her, with a hint of the texture of cottage cheese, with lots of soft lumps. Her skin and hair both smell so good that it drives me nuts. I will make a big deal about inhaling her fragrance and she'll coo, "Do I smell good enough to eat?" Speaking of that, the aroma that wafts from her excited cunt is exactly what guarantees the. The delicious heat seeped into his tired, aching muscles and he welcomed the respite from the pain. He lounged in the water until it began to cool and smiled gratefully when the maid added more heated water. This time, he scrubbed the soot and grime from his skin, emerging glorious and golden from the warmth. The attending maid handed him a towel and he dried off, shy to be naked under the open sky. ‘Your robe, sir.’ Jacobi appeared with a soft cotton robe and Withers covered himself, getting.