My Contract Husband: One More Day
Stella said, taking a tentative, commanding, step towards me.
"Uh, yeah, sure, of course." I said, stepping back, letting these two ladies into my house, trying to not give them the signal I was worried about them. I watched as they appraised my house, and as they did, I could not help but check out their outfits first. Stella was wearing some black, stretchy booty shorts, which contained her prodigious round rump, barely. Her black thong was peeking out from under it. She was wearing a pink tank top, and I hate to say it, but the way her huge boobs moved from under it, plus the slight hint of nipple I could see through the material made me realize real fast that she wasn't wearing any bra.