Shower Sex With My Seductive Blonde Milf Is The Best
0Did you need something?”
“I, uh…” Natalie started, looking back and forth between me and Quentin. I can’t remember. In the middle of the large den was a sunken area that held a couple of couches in an L-shape, facing a few more chairs with a coffee table between them. “You can come in.”
I stepped into the office and heard glass crunching under my feet. “You told me you didn’t have sheep when I asked!”
“Why the fuck did you do that!?” one of the other men shouted, standing up to look his friend in the eye. Not as shocked as everyone else. The house was a massive three-story affair, made entirely of stone accented with white doors, windows, and shutters. “She insisted.”
“What the fuck is going on here?” I demanded. “Yeah,” I said cautiously. The den was massive, with stone pillars that reached exposed rough-hewn beams that traveled across vaulted ceilings. Once we meet everyone inside and figure things out, we’ll send a couple of the guys for the luggage.”
The six of us piled out of the helicopter, where Chloe and the remaining agent were waiting for us.
