" Where are we going, and how are we getting there?" Lake Berryessa, and we're driving. We're supposed to leave about 9am. Darius has a houseboat and ... ski boat for the day, so we can eat lunch and relax on the water when we're not skiing. The plan is to stop for dinner on the way back from the lake." So pack something nice to wear for dinner? Does the houseboat have a shower? Do we need to bring anything? What about drinks?" I'm not sure about the dress, I'll ask Darius when I call back to. Her black hose were accentuated by the shiny patent leather spike heels. I took a couple of photos of her as she stepped from the stairs to the living room floor.“Damn, you sure look hot in that outfit,” I said as I took another photo.“I hope you like it. I’m a bit uncomfortable with how much it reveals,” Cheryl replied. “But, I am getting used to the more revealing outfits you like to see me wear, and the guys ogling me.”“And our date nights out to the porn theater,” I commented as I took a. My heart raced as I realized just how feminine I feltsitting there in his car, knowing that he was getting turned on by thesight of my legs. I tried to break the awkward silence."Where are we Chuck?" I honestly didn't know."We're in Jersey. We have about an hour and a half to go yet baby." Hishand went back to my knee and started rubbing. It was so big I almostthought he could wrap his fingers completely around my knee His touch wassurprisingly light though, and his fingers traced. Her skinny little legs would open, my horny little prick would rise, and we would be at it again. Once, seated in the back pew at church, we were simply holding hands, until Annabelle maneuvered my arm onto her lap, my elbow pressing against her crotch. She moved only a little, leaving me to stimulate her with my elbow. By the time she came, her legs were spread out, her minidress was up to her hips, and my elbow was slipping in quick little circles on the soaked crotch of her panties. I.