Sometimes anticipation is the greatest joy, and when the precum is running out of the penis as if someone had tapped the keg at Oktoberfest, it must be good, right? But of course, what is good and what is bad is always in the eye of the beholder.
It usually starts harmlessly with a cigarette or a cigarillo, but then develops in a direction that cannot be foreseen beforehand. If we're honest, you can foresee it, at least when our Lady Alana Dark is present in the studio and the servant is already lying submissively at her feet.
The plan was actually for this ridiculous wretch of a servant to bravely explain to our two beauties, Lady Jolie Berry and Lady Emiliana, how unhealthy smoking actually is. But somehow, whenever these two are involved, it always gets really unpleasant for at least one part.
Oh, that is wonderful. There is love in the air somehow. But somehow also the smell of a warm or better hot cigarette. Not that our little Cupid is still a smoker? But no, we can calm you down. In our case, our Iveta made herself comfortable.
The finale furioso. Our Lady Iveta has definitely reached the finish line. Breaking the will is one of her specialties. Has she succeeded or will she succeed? In this last part it seems as if she only has to install the new software.
Welcome to the third part and with it a further step in the optimization of this withered slave. Our Lady Iveta is really working hard on this wet sack. He crouches there in front of her, somewhat listless, nervous and anxious, in the gentle sunlight and the best weather.
We are slowly getting closer to the matter. Our Lady Iveta will certainly not reveal any secrets, but this vase is supposed to be beautiful. Vase? If you don't know what we are talking about here, you should definitely take a look at part 1.
Ignorance is no excuse and this older gentleman here doesn't seem to understand anything. Somehow his wife hasn't really told him what to expect from our fantastic Lady Iveta. We are of course always one step ahead of the guy, although we have to be honest, we don't really understand it yet.
There is nothing to be said against a relaxing afternoon in a heated whirlpool. All easy would be the keen bather's comment and would openly throw themselves into the water. But wait. Someone has obviously overlooked the sign on the edge of the pool.
At first glance, cigarettes and high heels sound like film noir from the sixties. Well-dressed women in chic evening wear, gentlemen at a dinner and an atmosphere like in the good old days. It sure feels that way for our Lady Iveta.