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You may stay home if you wish." What?" Martin thought. It had worked. He had persuaded the Baron throughsexual favors."Go ahead and take the dress off my love and have a lovely day. I mustattend to a few things," the Baron said kissing Martin on the lips. Martingave no resistance.The Baron left the room taking Tiffany with him.Lisa entered and looked at Martin with a grin."You must have been very persuasive Mrs. Vargos." she said walking over tohim and unzipping the childish garment, pulling it off his shoulders andallowing him to step out of it.She then pushed the petticoats down and he stepped out of them as well. Hefelt Lisa unsnapping his bra. She pulled it off his chest and thensuddenly pulled his panties to the floor."What are you doing," Martin demanded.After a heated discussion Martin stormed out of the room slamming the doorbehind him. He was naked except for the white lace ankle socks and the 6"high heels. He didn't even bother to walk properly as he walked throughthe house. "Fine," I finally said, realizing she wasn't going anywhere. I stepped out of the shower, trying to cover my oversized cock with my hands. I grabbed the towel off the towel rack and quickly wrapped it around my waist. “Nice package,” Fernanda remarked. “Are you having fun?” I asked. “Yes,” she replied, “Aren't you?” Fernanda twirled a finger in her long, curly golden brown hair. “Did you enjoy last night?” Fernanda asked. “Yes, I did,” I replied. “Do you want to fuck around some more?” she pressed. “If we do,” I responded, “it might get dangerous.” “I can handle it,” Fernanda responded. “I’m on the pill.” I stepped over to closer to where Fernanda stood, leaning against the door post of the bathroom. I placed my hand on her shoulder and leaned down to kiss her. I pressed my lips gently, against hers. As I did, she put her hands around my waist and pulled me in closer, pressing her boobs against me. Our tongues met in a dance of unbridled passion. The towel slipped from my waist and.
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