Bless Jenny, she didn’t realize I was in sports shorts and fumbled with the front of my shorts looking for my fly before realizing I didn’t have o...ne but she did manage to spring the old man into life which was going to make pissing a bit difficult.I felt her warm hands on my waistband as she gently lowered my shorts to the floor, “OMG” she said softly as she saw my semi erect cock sticking out, her soft hand wrapping around it and pulling the skin back to aim the golden stream into the right. Thirty minutes later, I heard this scream from the next room. I remembered Jennifer saying that Brianna had to have her pubic hair removed for her swimsuit and after seeing it, I knew why, but it didn't turn me off to see the curly hair hanging out. Sounds like Rachel may have done it. The second scream was louder. Brianna issued some horrible threat.At night, I did political stuff making phone calls for my candidates. Then, I went to the bedroom and flaked out. As I contemplated my situation,. ’ ‘Don’t worry,’ he said as he took his hand away from the canvas, ‘I never touch a painting before it’s finished, it’s bad luck.’ ‘Well thank you, Monsieur…’ she paused. ‘Let me introduce myself,’ he said, placing a kiss on her hand and taking in her voluptuous curves, ‘my name is Roland Bertrand, I am the owner of this chateau, returned from travels abroad. Enchanté.’ ‘Roland, it is a pleasure to meet you I am sure,’ she let his name roll off her tongue, her fluid accent driving his body. She kissed him and he kissed her back, smiling slyly at her silly enthusiasm.“Wanna spend the night?” she asked him. “I mean, you owe me. You gotta come up and fuck me,” she announced brazenly, no thought of modesty or shyness now.Javon grinned at her and nodded. “Yeah, baby, but I gotta go to work in the morning,” he told her.“Jack!” she yells up the stairs. “Javon's here!” Like I didn't know that already. Sheesh. “He's gonna stay tonight but he has to go to work in the morning. Can't you do.