She opened her eyes. It wasn't a dream. There was a beautiful naked man pressing his warm lips on her neck while he knelt over her. It was Brian. She ...tarted, and began to sit up. “No. Brian. I have to go. We can't do this. Oh God! Mr. Connelly will be back any minute now. I'm going to get fired!” Boy, he had a big cock. “ Don't worry,” he murmured. “Marc got interrupted. He'll be on the phone for a long time. I latched the door.” Brian silenced further objections by pressing his mouth against. Tricia’s pussy was now so wet, strands of clear stretchy liquid had begun to drip down, and my face was becoming soaked… I may well drown, but at least I would die with a smile on my face. As I took breath for a moment, I caught sight of what Tricia had brought along, and a wicked thought came to mind… I motioned for her to kneel down on the rug on all fours, while I took hold of the large continental cucumber, originally destined for the salad… Tricia knew exactly what I had in mind…“Ooh yes…. Now I really am ready. I bring my finger up to my neck and you suck it, tasting me and I hear you inhale sharply, your approval obvious as I feel you push against me.You're kissing my neck, caressing my nipple and gently grinding at my back. I arch my back and bend my knees and suddenly your cock is in just the right place. You've slid into me before you know it and it feels fucking good. I moan at the feeling of you, so rigid, pushing inside me. It's just what I needed, wanted, imagined.I push. The girls liked the idea of matching sexy white dresses, so off we went to a shop that Jill knew. The owner of the shop knew exactly what I was looking for and handed each girl a dress to try on. I waited outside the dressing room. When they came out I couldn’t believe my eyes. Those dresses looked like they were painted on and they were absolutely perfect. All nipples were perky and I was hard as a rock. The owner packaged their street clothes and let them wear the dresses out of the.