Our juice’s mixed together, still inside you. Depending on how you stand your thong slightly wet from the fluid that leaks out. Laying in bed I ...don’t want to make a mess on the sheets, or my tummy. So I get up and wander toward the kitchen. Standing in the door way watching you cook. Seeing your bare, and cute little ass is arousing me even more. Moving in close to you I startle you just a little bit as I nibble on the top of your shoulder. You can feel my hand bumping against your cheeks. , as an semi-pro wrestler Ray like to keep track of his weight. At 6' 5" his goal weight was 280 lbs. Looking once again at the underwear in the floor Ray decides to find out to which of the ladies in the house the belonged to. He picked up the purple panties first, checking the tag he found that they were an extra-small. These had to belong to his little sister, Vanessa. She was 4'11" and easily the most petite person in the house. With her long red hair, grayish-green eyes, and naturally. On that point, he cannot miss. So you obviously cleansed your soul. But why? And why do you want to work for me, of all things. And how did you know I needed a cook?”“It was Mrs. Sloan and her friend, Paula Wilhelm.” Then she explained how she had encountered Paula several months earlier when the Czech girl had been researching prostitutes. “As luck would have it, I was in Prague visiting a girl I had met in London, when Paula came over. I got her phone number and called her later. She came up. To celebrate, I had come up with an idea to try and make it up to Lana, and begin to repair the damage to our relationship. I wanted to surprise her when she got home from work. Earlier today, I sent her a text message to tell her I would be working late again. I knew she was mad when she didn’t reply to me, but this was all part of my plan. The plan was to let her believe that I was working late again until she got home from work, where she would find me already there with a special treat.