The Invite #devil'sdaughter2

‘Are you locked out hun?’ She reached into the depths of her cleavage and pulled out a key card. ‘Not much room down there.’ With a flick of her wrist she loosened her hair which fell below her waist and landed on the back of her posterior. Once she’d unlocked the door, she had to squeeze sideways a step at a time to fit through the door and into the room. As she pulled the rest of the dress through the door she said ‘Would you like to come in and use the phone? It’s a long trek back downstairs.’

Luke ventured inside. She was towering over the bed with her famous assets hanging out. Suddenly, the rest of her dress fell off of her and onto the floor. She yawned and lay down on the bed which immediately started to creak. ‘The phone’s right here baby. Come and get it.’