I probably am, actually, but I couldn’t help it. There she was, looking hot in her slinky little dress, pointing her perfectly manicured, lilac tipp...d finger at me, while she ranted on and on about some pointless nonsense. To her, my face was a patient mask of indifference, while inside the rage was steadily building. At first, all I could think was: stupid woman doesn’t even know what the hell she’s talking about. Then it was: goddamn fucking rich bitch just can’t get through her fucking day. ”“I’m for it,” Phil replied.“Oh, and on every continent, too,” she said as she unzipped her shorts and let them fall. She stood before her boyfriend in a sports bra and white cotton panties. She had dressed for comfort and not for visual stimulation.“OK,” Phil said.“And in space,” she added when she pulled her bra off. “Definitely in space.”“Cool,” Phil told her.“And underwater,” Hailey put forth as she slipped her panties over her thighs.“No protests from me,” Phil answered.“Then why are you. " He brought the whip down hard on her already red skin.Later still, she lay on her side with her back against him because the wool of the hearth rug was painful. She reached for her bag, rummaged and pulled out a tube of ointment, "Aloe Vera and Arnica", she said, she handed it back to him. "Would you mind?"Rubbing it onto her flesh, making it shine even more in the firelight, hardened him once again, against his estimations of what was possible. When he'd finished with her pussy, which he'd. While Shyam stood there frozen enjoying the visual delights of Anandi’s ripe, curvaceous body, Anandi was dying of the torment. She had started getting impatient and angry. Her body was burning and all the fire was coming from her loins and only Shyam could put the fire out. Only he had the necessary equipment. Then she realised that maybe her little nephew is a virgin and doesn’t really know what to do. She would have to teach him everything and more importantly, smiling to herself, she noted,.