We had meal in the room and at 6 we went for the sunset point…. She was looking at the sun… I was standing beside her.. Staring at her…. We came... back to your room at 7… we were talking.. Then she asked me what I meant by my husband is lucky.. I wish…..I tried to ignore but she insisted…. Then I thought this is the moment.. So I told her that I wish if she had been my wife… I wish I had been as lucky as her husband.. As she is so beautiful and cute… I wanna make love to u.. I wanna hold u tight. She had turned into a bombshell with cute short brown hair, perky 32D tits, and an ass that turned most heads whenever she wore something form-fitting.While she now loved her body, it required an insane amount of upkeep. Which is why she would still get the shit kicked out of her by Carla three times a week in the gym.Jamie sprinted to the bedroom and quickly threw on her light gray yoga pants, her white sneakers, and an aquamarine sports bra. She ripped open her purse and groaned as she. Her pussy began to become wet again, and the dull, throbbing warmth returned. In the dim light it was difficult to see colors and textures, but after some effort she was able to find all of the specified clothes. In even more of a hurry because of the time wasted, she rushed to the indicated drawer as a slave, with short quick steps and with her head turned down and to the left. She could see Master tapping his feet with impatience, and she redoubled her efforts to be a paragon of seductive. He found it without too much difficulty and pushed slowly in.Emma had been fantasizing about Brent’s return all afternoon. As a result, she was dripping wet and he had no trouble sliding into her, but he went carefully anyway. He thrust in gradually, stroking in and out a little more each time. This was more to let himself get lubricated by her juices than for her sake.Eventually, he managed to bottom out inside Emma, the front of his thighs contacting her fleshy ass cheeks. Withdrawing, he.