I texted Dan back, ?can’t make it tonight, will call later.? Of course, she wouldn’t call later, but Dan would get over it. I went back to ...y prize. She wasn’t exactly wet, but I had expected that and came prepared. I rubbed some lube from my backpack onto my dick and then into her cunt. I enjoyed the wet, squicky sounds the folds of her flesh made as I messaged the gel into them. I could have just fingered the bitch for the next ten minutes and been happy, but she was regaining her. "Aye," Feeney said with a grin, "They would be outraged and would track down the one that did it, for certain." Yes, exactly," Margie said, also with a grin, "And extract a price from them also." Will you come in for a little tea before we start?" Feeney asked. "And I'll get ready to go." I really need to get back to Dublin," Patrick told him, apologeticly. "I'll be back here on the evening of the 15th of August, and will wait for your return," he assured us. I shook hands with him and both. The new dress was slipped over my head and I was right, incredibly sexy, and totally revealing. It covered me from neck to just below the crotch, yet showed every detail of my body. Fingers started exploring the many exposed areas of skin through the mesh-work, nipples were tweaked and stretched, then rolled between strong fingers and thumbs, to make me quiver with anticipation. Ticklish areas along my ribs were discovered and teased and the cheeks of my bum were stroked and pinched.Janet was. “Looks like I’ll be eating alone,” said Savita as she handed him the cash. “What are your plans, now that you’re off the clock?”“Probably grab a burger and head home,” replied the delivery boy.“Good, I insist you join me for a slice,” said Savita.The delivery-guy had no choice, refusing such a sexy Bhabhi dressed up in nothing but a robe was impossible. The inevitable had to happen as it always does with Savita Bhabhi and as the delivery-guy was in the middle of squeezing her boobs, a voice.