I take a good look in the mirror to make sure everything is perfect, I spray on my Dolce and Gabbana cologne and I am out the door. It is 7:30p as I send a quick text to Brittany to tell her I am on my way and she replies with a thumb up and smile emoji. As I enter Brittany’s address into the navigation system I smile to myself because of the area she lives in. Like I have said before Brittany is Colombian and she lives in a part of the city which has the largest Colombian population in the United States, Jackson Heights, Queens or as the people call it Little Colombia. Some of the most beautiful women on the asian planet live in this area and Brittany is no exception. As I pulled up to her apartment complex I was very impressed. She lived in a newly renovated japan building called The Birchwood House. The only downside to the area as in all New York City life is the dreaded parking. I luckily found a spot right around her block then proceeded to her building. Arriving to the front of her complex I notice a doorman, and elderly gentleman, who gives me a pleasant smile and says, “Welcome to The Birchwood sir.” I smile and shake his hand. “Your name and what apartment are you going to sir?” he asks. I answered, “My name is James Kevin Bridgewater and I am going to apartment 2C, Ms. Brittany Rojas.” He gives grin, a nod and says, japanese “She is expecting you. I’ll call on up. You may head on in.” After I thank the doorman I look at the lobby area and think to myself this is a very nice place. I haven’t been in Queens in a while, but I do remember buildings did not look fetish like this. This is a type building you would find regularly in Manhattan, but it seems the rest of the boroughs in the city are catching up. As I reach Brittany’s door and ring the bell I hear a voice yell, “I am coming, give me one sec!” As the door opens I notice this beauty standing before me but it is not Brittany. “I am sorry. I think I may have the wrong apartment” I declared as I looked at the letter on the apartment door and then at the young lady in front of me. She smiles and group says, “Oh no, you have the right apartment. My heart thundered in my chest. It would be kind of cute to see you two together.” she said, eyes forward. He handed me some cash and told me japan he needed a smoke after that, to go in and get some. Holly hooked her thumbs into the waist band of her trousers wiggling her pert ass cheeks to pull her lycra leggings down to three inches below her ass cheeks revealing her unblemished delicate white skin. “Fuck!” asian I moans with a disbelief that a woman’s hole could be this tight. And this bus seemed to specialize in the younger girls of from about sixteen to twenty-six. Her beautiful face was relegated to the background by her opulent curves protruding fully out of her flimsy saree and tight blouse. I doubted Julia wanted to fuck in the ashes of her dead lover, in front of a daughter that looked about nine-months her junior, but I would’ve been down. I was always petite and small. #SlutSlave #IncestIsTheBest #Blessed.” This is an episode in the NAKED LEGAL group of stories. The one on the right was occupied but the other was free. Always having contact with him at all time, I didn’t have to hug him as tight as I did normally. I moved my hips back and forth feeling Cora's lips slipping around my shaft as I pull it back and forward a few times. “Come then, and embrace my pissing twat, and I shall serve you my golden nectar.” She stood waiting as I crawled to her on my hands and knees. That’s why he figured out a plan. "What other stuff can you do?" She returned 5 minutes later in a white blouse and brown skirt that hit her 3” above the knee. My day came at last! It was a relief she was not coming home right now, but would really a few more days allow her to get the money needed to buy clothes modest enough to pass Carol's scrutiny? He told Diann to give her group a drink while he went into the bathroom. He tapped her waist higher up, leaned down on the arch of her back, pressed her stomach farther back. “Lick it, Licker!” I was exhausted. Twitty said her arms and paws crossed as fetish she stared at Ambrose with a heated look. Her muscles convulsed and quivered in her skin as her legs wrapped tighter around me. She put her head to my shoulder, while catching her breath, and let her fingers trace the ring around my nipple, sending shivers through me. Her body cuddled into mine closer, more familiarly. They seemed pretty freaked out japanese about something.” And the reactions she was causing James made her mind click on plans that she had for him in the future.