Beyond that it was difficult to see. The mansion was lit by candlelight alone. Looking above, there was a chandelier about the size of her car covered...with lit candles illuminating the entrance. Beautiful portraits that she could only assume were of the people who lived here or of their family decorated the walls that followed the steps upward. However, they seemed blurred to her from where she stood."Please wait here. He will be with you in just a moment." He? Who's he?" She questioned, but. Once inside, with the door securely closed, she logged into the new email. She was sure it had come from Stephen, but she had no idea what to expect.fr: eagerson to: hotmom Dear HotMom ... Yesterday was an incredible experience for me. I can't tell you how good it felt to make myself climax in front of you. You are the most amazing woman I have known in my entire life. I know what we're doing is so unusual and very likely, totally wrong. I know it's not what anyone would consider normal. But I. As the curtains sway in this light cooling breeze I was able to observe your sleep. Short breathless pants were being expelled from your full open lips. If only you were aware of your sleeping demeanor, the pulsing movements under your silken gown, which are slightly exposing the rich depth of cleavage, that you brazenly display to me in the moonlight.I craved the pleasure of you, an untouched virgin ripe and within my grasp. I was beginning to salivate over your nubile lustrous body, you were. The smell of Lameya’s pussy was so powerful that the gentleman wasn’t even sure that it was a smell at all. It came at him in crashing, synesthetic waves that he could as much see, feel, hear and taste, as smell. Were his sense of smell to bear the burden alone, it would have burned to a cinder, leaving him forever unable to differentiate between the most dissimilar of scents. It was all the gentleman to do not to faint; he tried desperately not to notice the inebriating, nostril-dominating.