Hanging delicately on the high cliff of a picturesque mountain. Kendrick tugged his hands into the fine sand inside a small sac dangling behind his back. Sweat drops clustered all over his face and stopped, turned and stared back at the distance… how far he'd come. Then he aimed for another point with his hand. He grabs it and pulls himself up. He did the same again but missed, he almost slipped but found his stance on one hand before launching again to the other point where he felt was safer. He let out a victorious laugh when he succeeded. He stayed there for a while taking deep breaths.He looked at the clear sky and admired it but it wasn't long until the blinding sun rays forced him to find coverage for his exposed eyes. He narrowed his eyes to reduce the effect of the sun on them and looked away. He closed his eyes and steadied his breath. Eventually, a picture of Bridgette floods his mind. Her beauty radiates through his eyes as blinding and captivating as the sunrays.There

“That's a bad idea Lisa.” Bridgette slammed, shoving it off.“Think about it_” she went on, not backing down. “Something enticing for the eyes. Appetizers for the soul and body but we aren't eating them—No.” She cajoled, raising her index finger, she waved a no in the air.“Don't tell me you don't miss the days when Kendrick shoved his rod up your folded sheets.” She flattered, giggling. Her words were convincing and impairing. She got on the pole and wrapped her flexible, feminine legs around it, her arms grabbed it and she let her legs spin her around. She swirled and twirled on it, tilted back and balanced in the air, making stunts Bridgette felt were impossible… releasing her arms and letting her legs stay on the pole while she spun in all directions. Bridgette's eyes were intently watching her every move_ she must admit, she looked really sexy and fascinating on that pole. There was nothing missing, she did it like a pro–she watched in earnest amusement.She couldn't hide the

She gasped, finally blessed with her earnest desire, she started riding him while moaning in ecstasy.In the end,it was a high orgasmic sexual pleasure.Another man being led on by her act came to her, his boner… he slammed on her face. She wasn't pissed, she laughed maniacally and grabbed it, she spat on it_ hummed a few moans tones before taking it in her mouth. He groaned, his eyes shut.Both men were working her, she'd never had a threesome_ the feeling was thrilling. Bridget felt the heat of the moment as she watched her friend take on two men in the room.Her core heated and her insides ached, burning for similar passion. She gulped more content from the glass, each gulp with the intention of helping her get past this but it only made things worse. Her eyes squeezed as the content of the glass burned down her throat. She dropped the glass, thud! On the table… she staggered, losing herself… her eyes barely had a good visual.Ramon saw her staggering and rushed to her side to hel

Bridgette sat under a shade by the poolside—basking, enjoying the warm summer sun on her delicate fair skin. The view was soothing and the breezy wind made the heat less effective. “I must say__” she started. “This trip isn't as bad as I thought it would be after all.” She commented. Her face glowing, beaming with smiles and satisfaction.The trip really did help her get over all the gloominess of the mansion and how much she missed her husband—she still missed him though but the trip has helped take away her mind from some of the pain.Lisa carried her cocktail, “Cheers to healing!” She raised her glass. “Cheers!” Bridgette clicked letting out a soft giggle then she took a sip.“I missed this part of you.” Lisa smiled, gulping her wine. “I'm glad you're finally alive!” She held her hand, squeezed it a little.Bridgette smiled, “Thanks for coming through.”Lisa smiled back with her eyes… she wish she could tell her it was all Xavier's idea and not hers. She was merely a tool while X

She walked away quietly and sat by the edge of her bed. Meanwhile, Lisa ushered herself in.“We have to get that video.” She said, her resolve unwavering. “I knew I would never let myself go to Ramon no matter how drunk I must've been. I want to watch it and see for myself. I want to be sure about everything that happened.” She spoke with so much conviction. Lisa knew she must've given this a lot of thought.“So what if it's true? What do we do?” Lisa said, expressing her fears.“What if it's not true–” Bridgette countered.“Even though it's not— we still have to pay him off or he'll release it and I know my job would be at stack if it gets out.” Lisa said.“Well. I don't believe I kissed Ramon or had any affair with him… I feel it was staged. They did that to blackmail us and extort money from us.” she said boldly. “I don't know for you though but I think I have a vague memory of you serving yourself two di.cks. One up your mouth and the other up in your as.s.” Bridgette said, she h