'I love your sense of dress', he said slavishly, his fat lips wet with the constant licking his tongue was supplying with copious amounts of saliva.My...eyes were locked on his mouth, my labia were as wet as his lips, so when I replied, slightly giddy, 'You mean my lack of dress', I could feel the slight warmth, as some pee ran down my inner thigh.'How much is lack-off dress', he retorted, he was very close to me, and I found it very hard to control my bladder, my pee was running inside my. She was shocked! she was asking me how my girlfriend was taking my cock and she is only 5ft 2 and slim haha. i just replied with she screams alot. and with that she asked me to make her scream. she removed the laced blouse she was wearing and her white bra, her amazing rack fell out into my face they felt like the most amazing boobs ever, nothing else compared to them to this day! after removing her jeans and thong she slipped my throbing cock into her dripping pussy! it was orgasmic! i. “Crazy night, huh?” He said in his sexy French accent.“Yes, it was!” I replied.“Are you the girls who are here for the bachelorette party?” He asked.“That’s us!” I replied with enthusiasm.“Oh wow. So it is true then,” he said softly. I asked him what did he mean by that. He hesitated but then answered, saying, “A lot of the tourists have been talking about a group of sexy girls who are here for a bachelorette party. One of my friends saw you all, and he hasn’t shut up about your beauty ever. Either way, just the thought of the smell in my shoes after a double hour of exercise made a bulge in my pants. And yet, here she kneeled and took off her Converse for the first time before my eyes. Next to her stood a simple black pair of heels with a brown, medium-thin heel on the floor. The time passed like in slow motion as she took off her white, short socks from her feet and stuffed them roughly into the respective sneaker. Still neatly put the right sock in the right shoe, the left in.