Long legs, pert ass that kept swallowing up her panties, lovely curly hair, poker dot yellow and pink bikini, nice big round jiggly boobies, must have...been a 34/36D cup and typical cock bottle figure. mmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm... I was getting changed in one of the private stalls when I heard faint moaning from the cubical behind me so I snuck a peak under the cubical and sure enough the girl and her bf were fucking away. I couldnt take my eyes off them as I had never seen anything like it. Saturday morningSuzanne got to the coffee shop first. She recognized the Secret Service agent who came in to take a quick look around, and nodded when she caught his eye. He returned the nod and moved to take up station at the coffee shop entrance, the glass door open. In a moment, the girl came through the door wearing a black t-shirt with “Not Italian” on the front. A second agent followed her in and closed the door behind him. Suzanne stood up.“Thank you for meeting me.”“Hey.”Suzanne leaned. I did choose the purple cocktail outfit as you might have considered,fit me like a glove, incredible sexy, Next thing I knew I was sliding inblack leather seating in the BMW, plenty of legroom for shaven legs inheels, stretching out luxuriously.The valet got the door for me, he whistled low, flirting with me, thenit was the view of the coast, lights going up the shorline from dinner,fingers gently tracing my thighs, the momentary kisses between storiesWalking to get the car, I could feel the. ” Feigning fear, Tifa responded, “I hope the Don isn’t planning on molesting me. I want to maintain my innocence until our wedding night.” “Baby, we are going to enjoy having you around the palace,” one of the thugs said as he guided her through the doorway; hand on her upper thigh, of course. The doors slammed shut behind her as the two thugs guffawed with laughter.Well, she was in! Tifa knew of Don Corneo’s reputation, and had pulled out all the stops to secure her infiltration. While her.