We were met at the door by the owner, a friendly, athletic looking man in his 40s, who introduced himself as Derek. He showed us around the cottage ex...laining all the things we would need to know. I missed most of it though as I was distracted by his eyes frequently drifting towards my wife's firm breasts, her ample cleavage showing through the low neck line of her blue floral summer dress. As we reached the stairs, he offered for my wife to go first, then promptly followed behind her, taking. The four-leaf clover was a partial guess. I could only see two of the leaves poking out of the side of her tiny bikini bottom (and since Liz was there and Conny’s husband was gigantic, I wasn’t about to ask for closer inspection).Melissa had several tattoos but none in interesting places. She had a cross on the inside of her arm; she had a unicorn above her ankle; she had her ex-husband’s name (or perhaps it was Sarah’s son’s name) on her shoulder.She also had really big boobs. Melissa normally. And then I prop her shirt tails up away from her sex ..she now sits on the edge of the chair with her shaven sex completely exposed to meDon't stop looking baby..as I extend one hand to her, using only my fingertips, stroking her labia and opening her so that her swollen clit is exposed..I tell her how beautiful she is..how erotically sexy she looks.. How much I like to watch her become swollen for me..I want to look at all of her..I release her knees and sit her back into her chair, open a few. Far more now than theycould ever suspect."She placed the now empty goblet beside the carafe and turned to faceTheodulf."Why should I desire this thing, pawn of my father?" She demanded.Theodulf stared surprised at the cold fury in Isabeau's eyes; hershoulders trembled with suppressed rage."You think I am a prisoner here, yet it is to a prison you wouldcondemn me. You think I should be grateful to my jailer? That I shouldrush to the cell that awaits me at my father's hands?" She took a.