Ashley Edmonds

Monet is almost my height, I’m six feet tall, and she is an Egyptian goddess! Yes she is named after a French artist blonde or something like that but she told me she’s 100% Egyptian. I’m from a predominantly MILF white neighborhood Office so I’d never met an Egyptian person before. I know that sounds odd but what I mean is that really highlights her uniqueness in my mind. Her long slightly curly black hair, her gold colored skin. I don’t know what Cleopatra looked like but in the media she looks hot so to me Monet is my Cleopatra. Either that or she’s my Egyptian goddess. Well... she’s not mine... I stared down at the test tube in my grasp... but she could be. That tall golden woman could really be mine. This formula has the power to make her like me instantly. I could be cuddling her every night. Every soft curve would be mine to rub and hold. Her bright, full, rose red lips would be mine to kiss. Her luminous white smile would be lighting my way every day. She really had the best smile, it’s her best feature. Monet has a perfect face that seemingly begs to be kissed. Lastly, as Victoria may have mentioned, Monet has one great ass. She’s a real skinny gal so I don’t know where it came from but her ass and thighs are thick as hell. Monet has wide hips that compliment her butt beautifully. Earlier in the semester when it was warmer she wore these jean shorts that had me floored. I’ve never seen a bottom so perfectly round and huge, yet, fit in with her thin body so well. There were times when it would peak out of the bottom part of her shorts because it was so big. “Fuck,” I thought as I walked up to my apartment, “I don’t know what to do with this cologne.” small tits I was torn. I thought the world sofa of Monet. I wanted to be with her so badly. I also didn’t want to be an evil jerk who captures a woman using some concoction created in a lab to force her to be with me. My head spun. You like she said as she released me, I sat back on the chair looking at her red faced smile,very much I said . Good she said sitting up on the bed wiping her mouth,I like it too then got up kissed me and went into the bath room. My stomach churned. The fire in her bottom, surging with the pain of each hard swat, began to overwhelm her. I smile and kiss her gently before I pour her a cup of coffee. Not like her boobs would be bouncing around anyway. Josh had always enjoyed Barb’s oral skills. Loose, brassy-brown hair flew about sofa our faces. However, John assured him there were no hard feeling. Only capt. Corbin, abandoned at the time a few blocks away, could match the fingerprint scan pattern, making it impossible to remove... “Yes?” as I opened the door. MILF Sam was leaning on a wall waiting for us. Bella and I both woke up with smiles on our faces because we know we had a fun weekend ahead of us. Her husband pulled out of her pussy and slid between her legs to eat her out and she watched with the clarity of proximity small tits as the second stranger’s cock pierced the vulnerable womanhood and Office bottomed out with a single thrust. As she showered and changed clothes I dished two plates of smothered steak, potato salad and green beans. Gently, Rita slipped the dildo out blonde of Becky’s clasping slit. “You are a traitor,” Murph said plainly, walking up to Bobby. Three-forty-five?” I pushed her boundaries but refused to cross. Emma got up to go to the bathroom.