The handle vibrated slightly in her hand. To pick up another pillow from the floor, she placed the vacuum hose between her legs and clamped with her t...ighs. She enjoyed the tingle that this sent up her legs. The water blasted against his body in a pulsating rhythm from four different angles in the shower. He adjusted the shower jets, pointing them all to converge at a single point right below his belly button. She vacuumed the rug under the large glass coffee table, bending over, but keeping. Younger by ten years and slender too, glasses of something bright pink held precariously in their hands as they bopped and swayed to the music, their hands up, each one seemingly marked by a player, sizing them up.She raised her glass and sipped her wine, enjoying it, if not the rest of all this. She wasn’t a dancer, even when she had been as young as them she’d refrained from it. Just not her thing, she’d always thought. After a moment or two she went to sip her wine again but found the glass. "Aaaaahhhhhh" she moaned, as she felt Mark invading her rectum. Mark pushed forward, slipping deeper and deeper into her, stretching her ass wider than she had ever been stretched before. Giselle closed her eyes and clutched the sheets in her fists, her legs trembling as she tried to take his length into her. "God, you are fucking tight!" he said, as he pushed further into her. He pulled her ass cheeks apart trying to make more room and make it easier to slide into her, but he was so large. When the screen finally burst into glorious life it was to reveal her fully in the centre of it, her stunning hair was repressed by a close fitting black lycra hood which revealed nothing but her eyes, her glorious blue green eyes. Beneath this her delicate cygnine neck was circled by a thick black velvet choker, which I admit made me swoon - I love a girl in a choker - between her neck and her thighs though she was entirely naked with her legs encased in black lace hold up stockings. The.