Ridley was naked as well, face down with one leg kicked out straight and the other bent towards the center of the mattress, the opening of her snatch ...eeking from between her legs. In between the two girls was a slightly larger form. It was Jenny, on her back, with the heavy bed comforter wrapped around her like a mummy. Sabina smiled as she imagined the battle that must’ve taken place for the bedcovers all night; a battle which apparently Jenny had won in the end. Sabina cast the sheet aside. From the second she had laid eyes on him, walking through the restaurant door in his starched white shirt, and creased khaki pants, she'd wanted him. He'd dressed up just for her.They had met on an internet site, one of several sites Dana frequented in her quest to find a match. Keith's honest, forthcoming email, stood tall amongst all of the emails she received. Bold, intelligent, even just a hint cocky. When he had sent her a photograph of himself with out even mentioning wanting one in. She must of been going to get clothes out of the laundry room that’s down stairs. Anyway she looks up and sees me, our eyes meet and she tried to cover her tits. She’s got a completely shaven pussy by the way. She turns and runs up the stairs so o get a perfect view of her ass. Literally the thing everyone has wanted to see for years and I get to see thing milf naked. She comes down dressed any starts yelling at me for being there etc etc then her son shows up and then she acts like nothing. A draw was not good enough.”Foncimane nodded. “That is true. But you have never used you skills in anger before.”“No. It was a shock. I was determined to protect my mistress.”“And you did so magnificently! And you my lady. You have done these things before.” It was a statement.“Trouble just seems to find us,” she squeezed Jake’s hand. “I’m not sure whether it is my husband’s fault or mine.”Du Sang-Frappe came in.“After what I have just witnessed I’m glad I’m not married,” he grinned.“What.