Angela looked at Jennifer. ‘Finish up your juice, dear,’ she said to her. Jennifer grabbed her juice and gulped it down, then finished her cheese... She accepted Angela’s hand when she got up and came over to her. Angela led the way to the back of the house, towards the master bedroom. Jennifer watched Angela as she walked. She was about the same height as her. Her hips were sweetly flared, slightly bruised from their romp. She saw her tits in her mind: Sweet, A good 38C. Her pussy was lightly. You try to undo my kimono as you whisper ‘what’s for dinner’ I stop your hands gently and whisper back ‘you’ With that I sweep you off your feet and lie you down on the dining room table. You did not even notice that I had removed all the plates and glasses, leaving only the basket on one side. You no longer wonder what the silks are for, with a tone of nervous excitement, you whisper ‘no, don’t’ but you know it is no use. We had spoken of fantasies before and we are comfortable and confident. More

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