“If you have any special requests I can help with, just ask any of the servants for me by name. I’ve helped Miss Gianna with all sorts of things.�...��“Uh ... thanks. That will be all for now,” said Emily.By the time Emily had dried her hair and dressed for dinner, she’d put Amelia out of her mind all together. Nick had put on a black suit jacket and slacks over a red button-down shirt worn open-necked. Emily had chosen a plain blue wrap dress that let her show a generous amount of cleavage while. He could also not believe thewords coming from her mouth. The wanton way in which she swiveled herhips and took everything he had was enough to bring on his secondorgasm. The fact that she kept begging him to "fill her pussy with hiscum" was simply too much for him. "Here it comes," he shouted as heslammed into her three more times in rapid succession before he felt thefloodgates open and his second orgasm hit. He felt her own orgasm comeout of nowhere as her pussy grabbed his cock and milked. Hansel said to his sister, "Wow! I can see why the old hag wanted us. You DO look good eough to eat!"Gretel confirmed the reciprocal state.Together, they opened the oven that seemed larger than it did before because it could still accomodate the both of them inside it.For some strange reason, Gretel wanted to feel what it was like inside the oven and Hansel giddily helped her climb in.As she tried to get comfy, she half begged, half ordered Hansel, "Climb in WITH me!" Okay," he said, and he. As I walked over in agreement, she laid face down on her stomach and undid the back string of her top. “I don’t like a lot of lines,” she said. I warmed the lotion in my hand and began massaging it into her shoulders, making my way down to the small of her back. “You’ve got very firm strong hands,” she said smiling back at over her shoulder. “Um...thank you.””No, it’s nice,” she went on, “my husband does it too soft...guess he’s getting older and has spent his life in an office.” Trying to say.