What I want isn't a factor. What Lesa or anyone else wants isn't a factor. What do you want?" Tell us what YOU want, Jake. It may help Leslie make up ...er own mind," Lesa gently stroked Jake's face."I want Leslie to be happy. I want her to be comfortable when I hold her and tell her how sexy she is and how much I care about her." Taking Leslie's face in his hands to look into her eyes Jake added, "I don't really know how I feel about you. I'm attracted to you emotionally and physically. It may. I speak, of course of the dreaded… English underwear!’ She turned back to Isabella and lifted her knees even higher, exposing her legs and the great white drawers shielding and enfolding her thighs and abdomen. The audience was delighted and hooted its approval. Jax dived under Isabella’s skirts and thrashed wildly, rising to take a breath before returning to the dark folds. She emerged again shaking her head and looked around for something. Taking a lantern from the floor nearby and nodding to. I admired her nice brown curvy body making sure to store this memory away. I took out my cock and didn’t wait for her to recover and slammed it all the way in.She almost fainted in my arms feeling it stretch her. Her wet cunt easily took me in and soon the street was just filled with the sound of “Put put put”. She was cumming again soon and I showed no signs of slowing down.I suddenly pulled out of her and violently turned her around lifted her up against the car and started hammering her. " I'll only clean the common areas once a week," I said shaking withexcitement.I have plenty of slaves to do the household duties, what I had in mindfor you was something a little more personal but I will tell you aboutthat later. Now let's see if that poor little Agent has recovered hiscomposure. You know he has had a painfully hard erection ever since hefirst saw me."I sniggered, a little embarrassed at her candour and followed herupstairs.As we reached the top of the stairs we heard the.