It was suggested that it would be nice if we could all raise a little cash for a local hospice. The hospice was chosen as we had recently lost a dear ...ember to cancer who had been looked after at the hospice.It was decided that each couple would raise money over the coming weeks, then the money would be collected and presented to the hospice. Jaq and myself were bouncing ideas off one another but nothing very original. The usual things were being done, such as tombola stalls and raffles,. She's wearing a loose black skirt, which shows off her fabulous legs, and a green sleeveless crop top, giving you a nice look at her stomach. She was a little thicker than you remember, but she was in by no means fat. For her only being 5'4", she was the perfect weight. She wasn't wearing any shoes, which means she must've kicked off her flips flops and they're somewhere in the car. It didn't look like she was wearing a bra, as her all natural, 34C sized tits were hanging freely. Your dick was. ’ ‘What about it?’ ‘Wear a dress for me?’ She left then, as if nothing more was to be said. What sort of dress? What did it mean? In bed, my eyes closed, I was wearing in my imagination the dress she had asked for. She pressed me against a wall and her hand was up under my dress as her eyes were close to mine, bright and clear. She whispered the words I had written for her. ‘I take what I want.’ I gave her my climax. The Last Night Parties after shows are always raucous. So much energy. She saw many men masturbating,men of all colors and size. Women using toys, theirfingers and there was even one fucking herself with abeer bottle. All this was turning Christy on a little, her pussy hadgotten so wet looking at all this sexual stuff, but shewas fighting the urge to touch herself. Then there werethe couples having sex. “Mmm…” how she wished she washaving sex right then.It was too much for Christy, her right hand moved downand under her panties. She was so wet..