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Looking back to the black book Leit stopped for a long moment. On this page was a young red-headed beauty. Her information told him she was 20 years old with hopes of stardom. The information went on to state that both her parents were dead from a traffic accident in Florida. Her pale skin was surprising as she had grown up under the harsh sun of Florida. Her light blue eyes seemed like crystal glimmering for him. There was an innocence in those blue eyes seemed to beg him teasing to call her to striptease his side. Without looking at her measurements he knew she would do nicely. He slid a loose sheet of paper into that page then continued thru girls the softcore rest of the book knowing he must look thru it sooner or later. Seeing erotic nothing keener then a blonde with cute teeth he slid the book to the marked page again looking into those eyes. Nodding his head he smiled looking at the girls for the first time. “Ahhh Talis what fun we will have.” He thought as he set aside the book. Picking up a cell phone he used only to place orders he smiled. Dialing slowly he waited as the phone rang four times then picked up he listened to the machine speak its message. At the top corner of each page was a five digit number. Carefully he spoke the digits from her sheet. Listening as the machine repeated his numbers verifying them back to him. He nodded thoughtfully then spoke a final command to the machine. “Order Home.” He hung up the phone leaving it and the book in the room. Walking to the door he opened it going down to the main floor. He let himself out into the heat of the day. He made sure to lock the door as he went no one needed to have a look at his things there. PLEASE tell girls me that you fucked her, ohhhhhh she did not look happy, I thought she was going to burst into tears.” And then she just laughed. And the funny thing is I don’t have to remove it just the catilis and you are all fucked. She melted into her brother's arms, felt her tits press against his chest, nestled her head in his neck. “It’s… uh…” He said, embarrassed. We headed into the family room and I asked if she wanted to watch a little TV. And maybe a little, just a tiny bit because you really are not too bad to look at.” Slowly and deliberately, her mother traced the fluid from one nipple, across her scant cleavage, to the other, and back once again until softcore the syringe was empty. I started poking and stroking as we moved, searching for her clit, as she tried to guide me. And then she froze at the top of her stroke, her eyes pressed tightly shut, her mouth clamped, a whimper escaping from the corner, her brow knotted. Same procedure again and again, without any breaks. There was a long striptease gap in the two women's conversation, during which I assumed that they were both getting undressed and climbing into bed together. She needed to get done here and get back to the office. I don’t know how long I was asleep, but I woke up with a very nice feeling in my pussy. She was fearful for him, being all alone in the house, teasing but knew that when the ritual started the horrors that she had experienced before would return, so was reluctantly happy to be elsewhere. After taking a deep breath of air, I finally muster up the courage to respond. That made me hot and wet. Especially for not keeping my head on the game! Jessica’s agonies were obvious to those watching her dance. Jack opened his mouth to respond but the sound of a Jeep coming down the road stopped him. Ronja could not tell if was honest or if he had planned this the whole time. Ryan nodded again, mmm-hmmm. She had a beautiful smile, deep dimples, big round ass and a perfect set of tits! He moved slowly at first, but quickly picked up speed. “Lick her clean, Paloma!” Candice shouted, her glasses reflecting silver. erotic Ted helps Abby change to her nightgown and tucks her into bed.