.", her and Jake said at almost the same time."Well, guess that changed things a little now didn't?", Jake said to Carla. Cindy didn't smoke, except f...or when she was really, really hammered. Carla can only remember one other time she saw her smoke, Chicago on their trip, and they both knew how that ended. Jake had seen her smoke 6-7 times over their time together, and each time mind blowing sex went with it."So tell me about your young friends there.", Jake said as he nodded in that. Karen reached out and squeezed my arm. I don't know what Gary thought, but I know it was gratitude on Karen's part. With that, she got up and made for the door. As she did, she bent down and picked up the bag I had packed. I had for gotten all about it and Gary had not yet seen it."Thanks for the loan of the bag, Michelle. I promise to get this back to you in a couple of days," she said smiling."Oh ... ah... yeah. You bet. The least I could do considering the job and all. I promise you won't be. He resisted at first when her legs snapped open and she pushed on his head with a hand that was shaking forcefully. He instead sucked her hood in again. Her upper body lurched upward and she screamed. When her head slammed back down on the couch cushion, the fingers of both hands fisted in his hair and her hips shot up, burying his face in her pussy for a second. Her hips fell as rapidly as they had risen, and her grip on his hair tightened. At the same time, her feet lashed out, pushing. “Are you here to see the paintings?” Jutta had no idea what she was talking about. “I’m afraid I’m lost. I need to find my way back to Count Nero’s villa. Do you know it?” Jutta asked. The old woman looked at her curiously. “My, you really are lost. But I can help you. Come inside.”Jutta nervously did as the old woman asked and ducked through the short and narrow opening as the woman pulled the wooden door behind her. When Jutta stood she found herself in a large, ornate entryway. The woman.