The Countess turns around slowly, her oiled ass rippling with the movement. Her face has a manufactured look of shock and confusion as she slowly says.
โI am doing fineโฆ what are you doing in here?โ The Countess eyes scanning the woman, doing a double take around her crotch
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The second the creek of that old wooden front door pierces the cold air of The Countesses home she moves quickly to set up an inescapable trap. Laying her head down and pretending to be at rest, luring her uninvited guest/s right where she wants them.