Jane’s blond hair was straight andshe didn’t own a dress like that, or shoes. While she could have been the same height as my wife it was impossib...e to tell because of her heels. She certainly had the same build. He went straight to the bar and she went to the toilet. He sat in the booth next to me and she joined him there. ‘Hey babe, got a question for you. Are you pregnant yet?’ ‘I don’t know, Doug. I don’t think so.’ ‘Well, we can try again tonight before you need to go home to your. God, he wasn't sure he could hold off fucking that hot bitch of a wife again while Cylvia Oliss set up the deal for later on tonight. He wanted to have her stretched out again, her tight little cunt lips sliding smoothly around his hardened penis like a greased oval ring... He groaned and placed his hand down, trying to stop the building pressures in his testicles from making his now painful erection from bulging his trousers any worse than they were already.But on second thought, why couldn't. She had developed into a tall athletic ?girl? whilst still retaining a superb feminine figure. She had become a very attractive girl but with sufficient physical presence to deter any unwanted advances from the senior pupils. Despite being much younger than the seniors, her prowess at sports had ensured her selection for several of the school teams. Veronica and I often gazed in envy at her lithe graceful form when she raced like a gazelle down the hockey wing. We even admitted to each. "First Cicely, then you, then me." So, that's how it happened.When Cicely took off her bikini top, it was difficult to make out her form in the dark. "Hey, it's too dark. Turn the flashlight on her tits," I growled.The girl had perky tight tits with hard nipples that stuck out like the eraser end of a pencil. After a brief moment or two of spinning around to show off all of her curves, she replaced her bikini top saying, "Okay, cousin, now it's your turn,".I objected. They said that was the.