”“May I ask why?”“Because in twenty minutes we will be going upstairs...”“Oh I see where you are taking this...”They both got ready in t...heir outfits, only to get upstairs and get undressed in seconds. This time there was no time for passionate kisses and slow music. They did it quickly, furiously, almost like how a lion does a lioness. Once they got done, they dressed up again, and got in the black Ferrari 599 GTO, ready to meet the mysterious Lord Kapampelis. Just as they were ready to get on. Helen's gaze lowered along the line of opened buttons until she arrived at the very center of the photograph. The girl's right knee was bent with her right foot tucked just under her left leg. Her naked thighs led you to her exposed cunt. A wild patch of pubic hair crowned softly bulging lips - spread apart by the first two fingers of the girl's right hand. Helen's focus dimmed, her hand trembled, and she gasped as a mild orgasm shivered through her. The stale air of the vault filled with the. “Bob hasn’t been as interested since Yvonne was born. Every time he looks at me, it’s like he’s looking at the beached whale I was when I was pregnant. I’ve tried to take the weight off, but if I retain as much after a second baby as I did after the first, he’ll never look at me again. Even three months pregnant, Daph looks the same as she did when we first met her.”That was true. Daphne’s body was elastic. By the time we started screwing a month after the birth, she was tight and firm. Except. She was here, with Jonah. That in itself was a miracle. At least he hadn’t made her leave yet. Finally he looked up at her with a rueful smile curving his lips. ‘Good morning Beautiful, are you hungry?’ he asked. Her stomach growled right on cue, making Jonah chuckle. ‘I guess that answered it for you. What are you making?’ ‘I’m making crepes. I mixed in a hint of vanilla and I’m sautéing some strawberries for the filling. Have you ever tried them?’ ‘No,’ she said while watching Jonah flip a.