Gaia non aveva mai capito in cosa consistevano quelle sedute del marito.Lui diceva che si trattava di una specie di psicologia, che li intervistava in... privato per scrivere un trattato, insomma: niente d’interessante per lei. Però un pizzico di curiosità la pervadeva, dato che le cose andavano in maniera un po’ strana.Le persone che venivano erano sempre diverse, uomini di ogni età e non ritornavano mai. Mai!Questa era la cosa più strana. Avevano in comune, tutti, lo stesso vizio: la. She turned her attention back to the light. "I’d go downstairs and get a ladder, but that me take a while because the guys in maintenance give me a hard time. Can we put our girl power together and you lift me up so I can get to the light?"I hesitantly agreed. I didn’t want to see her accosted by a group of horny men. She told me to get behind her. I bent down a little bit and wrapped my arms around her thighs, like she told me too. Her ass was balancing between my neck and shoulder. She kept. With a sexy smile, she slowly climbed back onto the bed, and up between Katie’s legs. Kissing her way up the inside of Katie’s thighs, first on side, then the other, Anne slowly, teasingly, made her way closer and closer to the older woman’s pantie clad pussy. The panties were getting quite damp in the crotch as Katie’s pussy kept leaking her lubricating juices.As Anne’s face moved closer and closer to Katie’s sex, she slid her hands up the outsides of Katie’s legs until her fingers hooked the. We gobbled, not worrying a bit about shirt-front drippings.Leaving my parents’ home, I was in a good mood despite the occasional verbal sniping from Mom. I still had an afterglow from the day before.Richie had been able to slip away from his Saturday hearth and home. He always gets us a room at our favorite KC hotel -- the Rafael. It’s on the Plaza. In the 1920s it had originally been an apartment building so the rooms and suites were all sorts of shapes and sizes. Character. Character with an.