He certainly didn’t look as if he was suffering.I closed my eyes again and felt carefully between my legs – surprise, I was soaking wet, so at lea...t everything was working properly down there. One fear gone – I wasn’t going to have any problems in that area. I had been worried that I would dry up as I often did when I was nervous. Probably the sexually charged atmosphere I thought, and it was certainly that. Also the help I had received from Jane, Rene and Anne while we were getting ready for. A lot bigger. They were big enough to press together andoverflow between her arms as she lay on her side."What happens next?" Jesse finally asked.Victoria's mouth was dry with excitement. "I think maybe we'll lay herea few more minutes," she promised, "and then maybe we'll try some newclothes on you," Victoria's hand left Jesse's breast and trailed downher side. Her palm caressed the round cheek as it moved down."Or perhaps," Victoria continued. "I could fuck your brains out again."Her fingers. She reached over the back seat and found a large, folded pad that movers used to protect furniture and cargo during shipment. It was made of heavy, quilted material, and would serve well as blanket for the two of them. She also found a couple of small hand towels they had used to wrap valuables in. They were too small to wrap around them, but at least they could use them to dry themselves. As she pulled the pad and towels over the back of the seat, she said through chattering teeth, “Ok Davey,. Nice legs. Awesome legs. I think I like them better in stockings but whatever. Her legs were great anyway you looked. I guess I never thought about it before but I was definitely a leg man.After a few minutes, she reached her hand out to pat my hand and said "thank you for being a good waiter. I think the week is off to a good start." I was going to say "it would be if you wear that awesome dress from last night everyday" but of course I didn't. I just enjoyed sitting there with her.