He smiled over at Shirley. Hooking a thumb over his shoulder, back towards the house where Frank was waiting inside, he commented, “You know, he’s...a pretty handy fellow with tools.”Shirley laughed. “Why do you think I married him?”After Rich had gone back, Helen grinned lewdly at her future in-law. “So, is Frank really handy with his tools?” She arched her eyebrows suggestively.Shirley laughed again, and repeated, “Why do you think I married him?”Both women laughed at this. Another reason they. I decided to play this game a little bit.“Oh, yeah – Caroline. Wittle Wichard is going to wipe that Wittle smile off your Wittle Face, and make a Wittle Wuv to his Wittle sister.”“Then take me, you Widiot.” She was giggling.I got in bed beside her and put my hand over her pussy and just rubbed all over her beautiful, treasure, slowly going over it with first one finger, and then adding a second ... then I took my fingers and pushed inside just a little bit and I realized that not only is she. She can tell you the details. Here's my idea. Gerri's character is a girl that sets herself up to be touched, such that the guy thinks he's getting away with something. While Edie bares her boob and points it at him, Gerri makes the guy think that she's about to fall out of her bra, or that she's revealing enough that he can get a feel without her noticing."Here's my idea, Gerri. What if your act started with you in costume, in character, on stage. Maybe we do a show within a show -- I play a. I left her ass and brought both my hand to her front. I cupped them both from over her top. Wow, I had the perfect tits in my hand, soft yet firm.I squeezed hard and pulled her to take those lips in again. As I kept squeezing I could feel her nipples harden from over the top itself. I slide my hand down to the hem of her top and lift it up slowly. Slowly revealing that fair navel. Those beauties in that bra waiting to be freed.They were so full in those bra cups and that cleavage right in front.