“Hey baby when you want to feel some firm tight thighs look me up.” she told him lightly touching his chin with her finger tips. He smiled at Ange...a. “ I don’t think so, your not what I like in a woman, maybe a few more pounds on you might help. He told her nicely and then added. “ You do have a pretty face though.” Angela was steaming for that is what she heard her friends telling Cheyenne and never knew just how insulting it actually was. Cheyenne was glad when she was finally able to take. There were far too many threads of information passing around for his liking. What if Chrissie told that guy about he and Sharon? It probably would spell the end of himself and Angela. He shifted subjects.Justin tactfully suggested they go for a drive. His mouth went dry as she sat low in the passenger's seat, her tanned legs before her, slightly parted. He shot looks at her, his eyes flicked to her crotch when she wasn't looking. The tight fabric stretched over her prominent mound.They drove. "Kathy put an arm around her sister-wife and the two shared the drink before continuing their conversation. Finally, "We need to go talk with her. We can just tell her that we are both Bill's wives and most of the other men here have more than one wife as well." Yeah, and I can just see that happening, and can you say, 'big fucking trouble?'" Shit. What else can we do?" Kathy returned, getting up and putting the bottle in the trash. Then as she turned back, "We've got to prepare her – somehow.. Nearly all his attention was on the woman in the back of his taxi whose fingers were now inside her very wet pussy. One hand tweaked her nipples and the other tweaked her clit. Soft moans now escaped her lips and her open mouth needed a cock inside it. Driven to distraction he pulled the taxi over not caring that she knew he was openly ogling her. His cock in hand he groaned as he started to stroke it. That’s it baby fuck that pussy, ram those fingers inside, he thought, open those legs wider..