‘Don’t be late,’ Jane called out as Wendy unlocked the door of her hotel room. In Room 67, Jane placed a frantic call to Miss Moneypenny back at... MI-6 headquarters in London. ‘I know you already stuck your neck out for me once, approving a trip without M’s knowledge, but I need your help again.’ ‘Who is this?’ Moneypenny demanded sternly. ‘Oh, sorry,’ Jane replied contritely. ‘Bond. Jane Bond. You know, my father was James. James Bond.’ ‘Jammmes Bonnnd!’ Moneypenny half-sighed, half-cooed. ‘Are. It pains me to admit it, that she has the most incredible ass I’ve ever seen. Recently I’ve noticed when I am at my girlfriend’s house, her sister often wears skimpy hot pants. They are so tight on her that they barely hold her ass in. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t looked at ass jiggling as she walks past. As she does the bottom of her perfectly round cheeks can be seen trying to escape the bottom of her hot pants. There have been times that it’s got me so horny that I’ve had to go home and. "After you" I said as we got to the stairs at the side of the supermarket above which I lived,"They're white" she giggled and I must have looked confused because she added,"My panties, to save you looking" Damn" I laughed, "Busted"But she strode on ahead and I was able to confirm that they were indeed white."Wow this is nice" she said as I switched the lights on, "In fact it's incredible"Almost the whole of one wall was taken up with a giant plasma screen television and music centre combined, I. My nipples were easily visible through the thin swimsuit, and I had the urge to rub my pussy mound. Now that I was turned over, my eyes searched the windows of the house from behind my sunglasses. I didn't see anything for a moment. But then I thought I could make out a faint silhouette, a few feet back from Dad's bedroom window. I didn't really need any more lotion, but put some on anyway. Again, I slowly ran my oily hands over my tight little body, hopefully teasing my father and definitely.