Trying not to look tacky, she observed the beautiful white gravel path crunching under their feet. Her eyes were drawn to the immaculate blue brick li...nes of paths edge, nestled right under perfectly trimmed rows of red rose bushes.As they drew near the door, a handsome well-dressed gentleman from within the house opened it for them. His formal trousers, deep blue shirt, and red tie told her only one thing. This man must work for Greg. He has a butler? He must be even more famous than I knew,. Her scarf, her head covering thing, was nowhere to be seen, and I asked, "Where's your bandana thing?... You know... for your head," I stammered as both looked at me in surprise."ROD!" It's alright Sophie. How will people learn if they don't ask? I just have a scarf today Rod, not my hijab," she said turning to me and taking a crimson silk scarf from her purse. "I don't always wear it when I'm among women." What about in front of me?" I asked eagerly, interested to learn her beliefs."I should. ” I held onto the head of his cock and truly did not want to let go but I wasn’t there to be in a porn flick. I sat up and threw out several other suggestions that had everyone agreeing and Paul gave me a look like he was highly impressed. I shrugged and said. “What can I say, I write erotic stories.” Paul’s eyes widened and I adjusted my blouse and realized my nipples were hard as diamonds. I brushed my hands over them and looked back at Paul. We both chuckled at my obvious excitement. Once. She just knelt there and watched the TV. She was breathing noticeably heavier now and it was starting to affect her speech a little. "Do you like my bottom?" she asked. She had a very fit figure and a lovely ass. Her knickers were the thong type and so I could directly touch her skin. I lightly drew little circles with my finger tips over her buttocks. " Oh That’s beautiful" she said . Suddenly she moved forward to the video and started to fast forward it. The TV now showed a woman on her.