She didn’t really want to go to their homes, she just wanted to wander the compound getting information and breaking stuff.Her guards started leadin... her up the hill towards Hunter’s cabin. Walking by the group of soldiers, one of them caught her eye. Standing in the back was a tall athletic man, silently studying her. He had several bruises in the process of healing on his face and a nasty scar along his neck.None of that distracted from how handsome he was, with sandy blonde hair, and dark. "Would you like to come in for a moment? I have cognac but no proper snifters." The entourage minus the chauffeur entered my humble abode. Immediately the heiress confronted my sister's canvas."Wow," she said.My sister heard when she joined us. I introduced them and the heiress introduced the contractor and the architect. The contractor held his heft well, a muscular thickness graduating into softening middle age. He neared fifty and his dark brown hair sparkled with threads of gray. The. Sarah was, of course, an honor roll student as well as one of the hottest players on the school tennis team. Sarah had a slim, athletic build with long, nicely muscled legs, trim hips, and an angelic face framed by silky, dark hair that she usually wore long and flowing like a soft, dark cape which hung down past her waist. Her bust, although not overly large, was more than adequate to compliment the rest of her practically perfect body.Her mother and father were both well respected, young. Our sex life is good. I'm generally happy with how things go in bed and Glenn's 6" penis is adequate. I have noticed over the past few years that his stamina doesn't last as long. I find myself having to carry the movements more than 5 years ago. But, with him being 40 now, I get it. It's just part of aging and with being 35, I'm okay with picking up the effort where he physically can't anymore. "Ooh!" Glenn slips behind me between the bed and my butt and steals a pinch of my rear on his way to.