Jennifer relaxed her jaw and Marsha explored her mouth with her tongue.They kissed long, passionate kisses. Then, Marsha covered Jennifer’s chest an... breasts with soft kisses. “Oooh ... You are moist,” she remarked as she tongued Jenny’s nipples.“Vodka’s making me warm ... sweating...” Jenny pulled her blouse open wide.Marsha slid her hand down Jennifer’s belly and ran her fingers through the tangle of light brown pubic hair on her mons. Working her finger between Jennifer’s pussy lips Marsha. Making sure that I am squirming in my seat. Luckily I am wearing a black skirt, because when you pat me on the bum as we are walking out you can feel that my skirt is drenched. On our way home you make me call friends and family so they know I'm ok and then you switch off my phone, we make a detour to a spa where you had made an appointment for me for a colonic cleanse. You whisper in my ear to slip into the bathroom and take out the eggs, and wipe my juices off my legs where they have been. Everybody expected the poor girl, whose incredible and defiant bravery had captured their absolute and unstinting admiration by this time, to faint away at any moment. Finally the ordeal was over. Mrs Patterson laid down the strop, breathing heavily after her exertion, into which she had thrown her all."How did you loike that you dirty, stuck up, toffee nosed little tart?" asked this far from amiable lady as soon as she had sufficiently recovered her breath."I hardly felt a thing, you feeble. Joanne on the other hand ....!By the time we were called to the dinner table I was about the only onewho was still sober and the meal was somewhat rowdy. James was sluggingback the drink like there was no tomorrow.Several of the girls were getting very suggestive during the meal and thisgot more and more daring with Joanne and the girl next but one to herdiscussing who had the biggest breasts. This started off comparingmeasurements and ended up with both of them pulling the fronts of.