He was wearing a huge, tent-like Hawaiian shirt--fuchsia palm trees against turquoise sky--and bermuda shorts. He seemed very excited."Do I ever have ...ome great news!" he cried, manifesting his latest form of nervous tick... the rubbing of the side of his index finger back and forth over the ball of his thumb... with both hands."Really?" I said, giving the tub of guts ninety-eight cents worth of my million dollar smile."Yeah. I talked to my dad," he said, "and he thinks the bowling alley idea. He lifted her legs up and apart, moving closer to her, his penis nudging her body. That body, however, was more than ready for him. She was dripping wet, her vagina was well lubricated and hot as blood surged around her lower belly. The ripples of her orgasm had flexed her unused virgin passage, preparing it and making it eager for her deflowering. It was not disappointed.The Baron gently moved his hips forward, pushing the dark red knob of his cock easily past Bettina's tight, wet labia and. .."He then interupted me again as his body language and demeanor was not interested in anything that I was saying. Joe was only interested in one thing where he asked, "So you were saying that I could fuck you raw for free? No strings attached? I could just hit it and quit it without paying you a fucking cent?"I replied while I sat back in my seat and played with my pussy lips, "Yes, that was what I said." I then explained to Joe that I wasn't a prostitute only a girl who loves showing off my. You slept well? Or should I ask if you didn’t sleep well?” he asked, emphasizing the word sleep.Laurie and Cory giggled, and Anita blushed. “Are you sure that we aren’t dressed too informally? This seems a bit much...”“Nonsense. Wear as much or as little as you wish. Beautiful women could never offend me.” Caroline snorted as she sat down at her accustomed place at Malcolm’s side; Malcolm smiled at his wife and lifted her hand to kiss the palm. “Starting, of course, with you, my dear.”Phoebe.