She shivered and widened still more. Xxnx Kneeling directly in front of her, he took several pictures of her totally exposed and spread pussy at point-blank range. He hadn’t liked it then, he knew he was going to like what was coming even less! “That you’re making that payment tomorrow? …right Anderson?” What he would have given at that moment to have another bottle of bourbon on hand…even “Southern Comfort” at a pinch. He cradled his head in his arms and cried like a baby. He laid Debbie on the lounge, kissed her lips, her nipples, her tummy. Shoulder-length light brown hair that curled up naturally, framing an exquisitely pretty face. “Er, not exactly Mr Bernstein,” he paused, staring at a picture of Jenny on the coffee table. “This is making me so hot Debbie, I’m sorry,” he told her. This was something Bernstein was never going
