Passionate Outdoor Encounter With Busty Zenda And Well-endowed Jotade

At home I put the bottle on a shelf and fell to sleep, I was too tired to even dream of Marjorie. With three quick strokes on the shaft I began to erupt and Viola took every drop she could get. I still wasn’t confident enough to brazenly make a pass at her so we sat side by side on the laptop, pretending to study. As soon as we were nude, she grabbed my boner and pulled me to the bed. She led me out of the room and down the hall like a kid about to be punished for doing bad things. As I looked down on her, it was amazing how her face was transforming from plain and mousy, to very pretty. She was cloaked in a blood red floor length dress with a black fur collar from some long dead creature.