He hated to be cold. Grant found her standing near the railing of the small balcony, her white nightgown whipping in the wind. Animated by the ocean b...eeze, Carrie’s hair seemed to dance and fly from her bare shoulders. The sound of the waves crashing against the rocks below the hotel prevented him from listening to her. He could read Carrie like a book. He knew when she sang she was either extremely happy or extremely sad. When she moaned she was aroused, either sexually or intellectually. And. This morning after she had preened her pussy, she had pulled on his favourite red pants thinking you never know what might happen.She jumped as the doorbell rang and didn’t really know what would greet her when she opened it, as soon as she saw him she knew the red pants where the right option.Bob walked in laden with gifts of booze and chocolates and Frankie kissed him in thanks, just a quick peck on the lips.She walked to the kitchen and made coffee and they sat and chatted very naturally for. More

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