Max was seated behind a large oak desk, and standing next to him stood a tall, statuesque woman in a silver evening gown which seemed to cling to every curve of her body. Square, with an inner courtyard, it dominated the island, with what appeared to be stables to the rear, with a long veranda, almost colonial in design, and a large fountain to the front. I can`t possibly wear them.”
“It`s ok Grace calm down.” Said Max gently. Max took Lavinia’s place between Grace`s spread legs, desperately trying to find her hole with his cock. She deserves that much.” Demanded Sue. How could you Lavinia? I have no others.”
“Then stay Grace. Grace gave a little cough. And I love swimming. With technique rather than effort, Lavinia succeeded in spreading Grace`s legs, wriggling between them, and began gently rubbing her pussy against Grace`s wet snatch.
