"Playing the game, she smiled, adding, "You seem to be missing a few things on that resume of yours. First of course, is your coaching, to be closely ...ollowed by your ability to be in the right place and time when people who have suffered severe injuries have miraculous recoveries." If that were true then maybe my grandfather would still be around," I replied."Maybe, I am sorry for your loss. I am sure we could go around in circles with this for hours or more but that is not why I am here. He hardly noticed anything when he was sober, but he would have needed to be nearly blind not to notice these alterations.A pair of hose and some make up had arrived by messenger. No note. Just those items. Alex could take the hint. She applied what little make up she needed, but heavy where Mr. Smith liked it. Around the eyes and around her mouth. Her green eyes were flashing in the mirror. The lipstick color was new. It was brighter than she had worn for the photos. The makeup man had. "Come on, stud man," she gasped, "do me, do my hot fucking pussy!"He walked over to the bed with her hanging on for dear life whereupon he flopped backwards onto the bed which immediately allowed her to sit up and begin riding his pecker for all she was worth! The feeling of being filled beyond capacity was incredibly arousing, and while her she bounced up and down on his murderous shaft, orgasms of vicious intensity caromed through her pussy until she was literally a whipped dog! She collapsed. Licentiousness and libido is fast consuming and devouring me. Even as I have my face switched away from a stripped buck-naked him, I can visualize in my mind I myself standing there in the shower before him, bashing and socking my lips straight against his while snatching and latching on my hands to his fully-stocked, sensuous, and kissable butts down beneath his back. Damn me! How can I be such a keen and vulgar cheap bitch? By the time that Preston comes forth out of the shower, I have.