She liked romantic indie films and loved both The Beatles and The Rolling Stones. The town she grew up in had less than five stop lights. She had her ...irst kiss with a guy named Cory on a Ferris wheel. Her mother was a nurse and her father was a writer. She sang in the shower. Her favorite sound was the wind running through the trees. She preferred a bagel with cream cheese but also liked a good donut with glaze. When we finally left Sal’s, the early workforce of garbage men, delivery men, and. I knew it was wet because the rain was pouring down like it was time for Noah to get out the inflatable.I was in the back garden of a Mr. Roland Deaf's residence.He was a quiet man with no unusual habits. My job was to watch his every move and report back to his fianc?e, a Miss Trixie Havalot any unusual, kinky or downright weird things that he might get up to. She was rich, so rich that she could buy half of Texas with the small change from one of her many Swiss numbered accounts. She had to. Carol tried to wrap the towel around her but it was far too small, so she stood there gloriously naked. Her nipples were as hard as erasers and her face, flush with sexual excitement. Paul looked at her with hunger in his eyes. I was excited by the sheer eroticism of the moment.I pulled Carol to me and gave her a heated, passionate kiss. I sat on Paul's bed, took my excited cock in hand and pulled her to me. My cock was protruding through her legs and near her cunt. Carol turned to face. Plus, I've got some fresh towels and wash rags in there." I was gone for maybe five minutes until I returned, finding her naked and sitting on the shower floor. She was truly a sight to behold. Ashley’s eyes were a light blue as her jet black hair spilled over her breasts. She held her body tight, obviously insecure being bare in front of me. I opened the glass door of the shower, putting the bottle of body wash and everything in its place before lending a hand to lift her up. "Can you take a.