She was intimidated by the ostentation, but also felt somewhat honoured to have been invited.Ana leaned back in her chair and tried fixing her gaze on... Bezaffa who wandered about somehow in her vision. She focused her eyes on Bezaffa's chubby round hand which rested on the table delicately holding her own glass by the stem. She examined the little dimples at the knuckles of each delicately tapered white finger rooted in the roundness of her hand. From the hand, her eyes followed the smooth. Ms. Anderson emerged from the bedroom in a short black see-throughnegligee, her hair tousled as if she had just enjoyed a morning fuck."Looks like you passed," she grinned. "I don't think John even noticedyou. Follow me, I'm just about to have a shower."She led him into her bedroom, her luscious ass taunting him through thenegligee. The bed was unmade, and clothes were strewn about. He couldsee a pair of tangled red satin panties on the floor. A matching bradangled from the bedside lamp."Would. She took a deep breath, smelled food cooking, and smiled. She rolled out of bed and pulled on a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt, then ran a brush through her hair and went out into the kitchen. "Hey. A person could get used to this." She leaned against one side of the doorway. He turned and gave her a mock-stern look. "Don’t get too used to it. I had to run up to my place to get stuff to cook. Do you guys ever go grocery shopping?" Ryan laughed and stepped over, then leaned against the. Beth's hands on top of his head were directing his efforts and after a while indicated he should come up to her. In giving him a kiss her hand clasped his erect shaft and directed it to her slit. Even though she was amply lubricated she was tight and he took his time with short thrusts which helped her adjust to his insertion into her special place.Once he was fully seated in her he waited until he heard her say, "I am ready, make love to me Ron. I have wanted for you to do it for a long.