The Hot Wife and the Black Gardners Part 3

Talking with Matt reminded her of how much she missed hanging out with friends. Matt quickly drained his glass, but she wasn't ready to stop talking with him. "Refill?" she asked, holding the pitcher up.

Matt held his glass up. "Yes, pl AAAAAAHHH!" Matt jumped up as the lid of the container slid off and a wave of lemonade poured straight into his lap.

"Oh, god! So sorry," squealed Kathryn looking in horror at the mess she'd made. She grabbed a roll of paper towels and started wiping up. Matt was soaked, both his pants and shirt were wet. "Sorry Matt, you can use my shower to wash up."

Matt stood and followed Kathryn up the stairs. "Really Mrs. Stevenson, I'm fine just hosing off outside." His eyes glanced admiringly at a picture of three bikini-clad beauties on the wall. The women were all quite stunning with large chests, resembling three stages of Kathryn Stevenson. Kathryn was on the left, a woman in her thirties was in the middle, her breasts were huge and starting to fall. The last woman looked late teens, wore a tiny blue bikini, that held her DD chest high and tight.

Note : All characters in this story are over 18 years of age.

Dettagli