Below well-manicured eyebrows, two amused almond eyes with a hint of dark eye-shadow gave her gaze a smoky, indistinct quality to it. Two thin golden straps were all that covered her athletic, well-toned shoulders, the elegant golden dress she wore cut doggystyle in a long, sinuous V in the front to show off a pair of marvelously rounded, shapely b-cup breasts. The dress wrapped around her hourglass figure like a glove, with a thin golden belt keeping it in place. The dress fell low to almost her ankles, but a slit in the side revealed a promise of long, athletic legs, a product of her hiking obsession. A pleasant scent of peach and coconut perfume wafted over, detectable but not intrusive. "Who is this, Matt? I don't believe we have met…" Stacey asked, curiosity in her eyes. Making no attempt to get up, Stacey swiveled her head and then paused, as she looked the elegant 33 year old up and down, a slight blush running up her face as she gulped audibly. Celine, meanwhile, extended a hand to the blonde girl. "Hello, I'm Celine, and that is my partner you are currently in the lap of…" she said, a smirk on her face as she watched them shift nervously. Despite the position he was, Matt smirked back. He had specifically refrained from giving either of these two any de***********ions of the other, although both knew of the other's existence and had heard stories from Matt about them. Stacey stood up quickly - too quickly for a person sporting typically low blood pressure - and immediately stumbled. Celine sprang into action, far amateur more quickly than Matt would have thought possible, catching her just before she hit the ground, as her legs gave out. Matt's mouth opened as he gaped at oral her. Recovering his composure, he scrambled to his feet, checking on Stacey as she swooned in the statuesque woman's arms. He noticed that, in the heat of the moment, one of Celine's hands had curled around her upper back and ended up with a handful of one of the smaller girl's breasts. Shaking his head, he nodded his thanks to her. "Those are some quick reflexes, Celine. I guess all of that burlesque training in those heels Hardcore is really paying off!" he enthused. Celine smiled proudly, cradling the girl carefully as she helped her to her feet. Stacey was blushing furiously by this point, embarrassed and caught off-guard. "...uh, thanks!" was all Stacey could muster, as she held her arms out steady herself. After a moment, she nodded to herself. "I'm good now, threesome thanks. You can remove your hand, if you're finished there…" she remarked impishly to Celine, the trademark Stacey "I'm-going-to-have-fun-bringing-this-up-later" grin on her face. Celine quickly removed her hand, but it twitched a little as she lowered it to her sides. As soon as doggystyle she left, Sudhir and threesome Riya started fucking on the bed. "My Hardcore turn," she whispered before she kissed me. “I’m going to go in and put on my swimsuit. He loved tasting that his amateur cock had been in her pussy, and he got hard again as he humped her tits with his cocks. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have no body hair below my neck. That’s the first task done, right?’ Isabelle’s asked him softly as she stood up and sauntered towards him. “Mind if I earn your vote!” She moaned into the kiss, her arms hugging me tight. I about shot my I return the wave as I sit back down and wait for mine. Like that. I didn't know if I should throw up or just forget about it. I’m exhausted and I’m going to take a nap. Oh, damn. It was pushed to the side by my tongue. Do you always do oral what you are told naked girl?” So did he. Phil had options , and fuck Nicole for making him feel like he had to bend to her will when she felt she didn’t owe him the time of day. It needed something permanent. So I beckoned again, a bit more exaggerated this time. She wanted to call the district manager right now at home.