Why did you do that? Her thin blouse and red shorts fit a little too tight on her ripe figure… I could see every line from her bra and panties. Denise was still scrubbing the floor, looking sexy as hell. I slid the bottle downwards but the top button stopped it short. She was dripping wet and the heat of her lips enveloped the head of my cock. Denise replied, “I was hoping to talk Danny into helping me clean the kitchen floors.” She turned to Danny, “I’ll pay you.”
Danny replied almost immediately, “That would be great! Either of you need anything?” I knew Danny wasn’t going to be following me. . She was leaning forward on the railing, wine glass in hand, looking judgmental towards the neighbors. Danny somehow awakened her desire, and I liked it. Although the blinds were pulled, I could see through the slats well enough to see Stephanie, the blonde.
