He stripped down to his jockey briefs and slid in under the clean sheets focusing the female prosecutor’s pretty hindquarters in his mind as a promp...t for a “happy ending” dream to make his sleep hours more entertaining. He absent-mindedly studied on the possibility of bending the glorious-assed, female officer of the court over a wooden bench to test the depth of her legal knowledge. Her haughty looks and determined attitude made him anxious to show her the benefit of taking in new experiences. She told him that she would visit him the next day.He recommended her to go alone…But my naughty wife told him she would go with me again.As they stopped exchanging messages, Ana squealed with delight and she straddled me. We fucked like crazy…The next day we went again to the car sales room.Ana was wearing a tight top with no bra and the same loose skirt, but no thong at all.When we got to his desk, we quickly got a good agreement for the final prize of the diesel car for my sweet wife. He. The way it sounded. The way it looked. She loved everything about it. When she saw rain she never felt depressed or sad, instead she would feel an overwhelming feeling of peace. That of course had to be because of her mother. Elle Williams had been a generous and somewhat eccentric woman. Everyone in Gray Village had loved her. She was never angry, never afraid. She constantly helped others and could bring a smile to the lips of even a person with a heart of stone. One thing that everyone knew. After putting on his shoes he slipped his Beretta into his jeans, resting it against his lower back and turned to walk out of the closet, only he stopped. There was a naked Bailey standing in front of him. Some of her hair clung to her jaw, her skin looked so smooth and she smelt like cherry blossoms. Already dressed? she smirked as she looked him over. Cody narrowed his eyes on her as she continued to walk past him and started to look her clothes over. She knew exactly what she was doing,.