#95467 - He slid his fingertips down Grace's spine, to the small of her back, then his wandering hands crept forward around her waist, tracing the outline of her ribcage before gently passing over her breasts. Good evening! You're with me here in Beverly Hills where, in just a few months time, President Bieber will officiate the opening ceremony of Winter Olympics number thirty-three! Down there, he pointed to a distant construction on the site of the former Electric Fountain, at the end of what was once Santa Monica Boulevard, the Olympic flame will burst into life once more. Panting heavily, Grace stood up with some difficulty and took a couple of steps backwards, her hands shaking visibly, her body still trembling with sexual pleasure.