Furious, I dressed up and went to the hotel barwhere I found Roland curing his hangover. "Wow, nice legs," Roland saidwhich only assured me it's his d...ing. "Very funny you idiot!" I shouted."Hey! I just gave you a compliment. Whatever the reason is you shavedyour legs I admit it looks nice," Roland chuckled. "I shaved my legs?Don't give me this crap, Roland. I know you two are behind it," I said."Me? I wasn't even near your room and Mike was so drunk me and the hotelstaff had to carry him back. He felt her fingers touch his bare leg. As he reopened his eyes, she had not moved but the feeling of her soft touch was still there and was inching up his calf up to his knee. He felt his legs tenderly open slightly as he felt his erection reach its fullness. He looked into her eyes, as the feeling moved past his knee to his thigh. He moaned loudly as he felt her soft fingers wrap around his engorged penis. His eyes again closed, as she slowly began to stroke him. He moaned uncontrollably. His. I had blackmail material on many other women but I was desperate to prove even the ‘best’ had a dark past too. It also helped that Mrs Sands was a genuine MILF: a gorgeous mother who it was easy to imagine doing all sorts of dirty stuff with.I continued gathering evidence about everyone else in the neighborhood but Tiffany became an obsession. It was the greatest day when I finally found a loose thread to pull on. As I was looking through some old files in her house (I had been her gardener for. Leaning over her, I undid her blouse buttons, andsaw white sperm droplets on her beautiful breasts. Groaning,I had to taste it, licking one after the other up, tasting thewarm negroe semen. As I undid her skirt I knelt between herthighs, inhaling the scent, as I dragged and slipped herdrenched panties off. Cuntdrool and sperm began to leakfrom her soaked swollen pussy and her puffy anal ring thatused to be pink and now was a dark red. She had been pumpedhard and often. I looked up as she.