California Romantica: Spanish Colonial and Mission-Style Houses

Oh, I'll bet she knows how to make cunt cum goooood, Teddi thought, dropping her right hand down and sliding it beneath the him of her modest skirt. She gripped her pantyhosed crotch and shivered. Damn! She hunched a few times, feeling the airy lift of a neat sex high. She'd been though Santa Barbara U, majoring in business, and she had landed the job with Foxi Long after the first interview. She had her own pad northward, with a view of the Pacific and Santa Raos Island. It was really a romantic setting. A strip of beach below her condo offered a constant invitation. She was successful, independent, and lonely. Her parents had died in a plane crash several years earlier, leaving her well-endowed, and like a lot of chicks close to twenty, Teddi was not having her steady fucking. She was tired of using her hands and her vibrator. Audra drove farther up in the hills, and finally swung around into a circular driveway, beside which stood at least eight million dollars worth of real estate. The big Spanish-styled house was beautifully landscaped, and the view was fantastic, of course ...»