She's never afraid to show it to me, offer it to me, and let me lose myself in its warmth and softness while I seek the deeply erotic scents and taste...s that lie between her ample cheeks. She knows, understands, and thrills to the power that her anus holds over me. It, in turn, is a zone of intense pleasure for her.She's a heavyset woman, about 5-foot-2 and 140 pounds with curly, reddish hair. Her ass is big and round, yet firm and beautiful. It's the perfect payoff to her wide hips and lush,. She didn’t look a day over twenty-one, but she was certainly no chippie!Oh! But this wren was a dish for the eyes!The gold and red costumed lady moved at least as fast as Lightning Lass, racing with the speed of Mercury himself as she ran all around us in a blur that only my time-slowed senses could detect. Every shotgun pellet and slug fired bounced harmlessly off her shoulders and chest. The impacts didn’t even seem to sting and she just smiled at the sextet of misguided police officers who. ‘Lacie, you didn’t have to yell…’ Bridget began. ‘DON’T! Just, don’t, Bridget. Don’t defend him right now. Just finish explaining why you were inches away from handing me off to a life of torture and rape, then get out.’ Lacie said harshly, tears of pain and broken trust falling from her eyes as she pushed Claire’s arm off her shoulders. The other two girls looked at each other. Bridget began to speak, finishing the story. ‘Okay, Lacie. Okay. So, you were the one they needed to buy. Master had. Marlow you are sorry for messing with her things." You are right but I think Mrs. Marlow would be very pleased if I never showed up there again." Well Chuck, I'll leave it up to you."What bothers me is that Robin is right and did she know something I was not privy to? So I made up my mind I would tell Mrs. Marlow I am sorry and that should be the end of it. I was hanging out with her son Ron, we were always working on gas engines for generators or pumps out in the garage and there were so many.