One of our presentation material bags went to France, while we went to England. Of course, as Murphy's Law predicts, the wayward bag was filled with t...e important portion of our presentation."We landed at Heathrow airport six hours before our meeting, and learned that we were missing a bag. The office handling lost luggage was swamped with people. It took over an hour before we could get to the head of the line to report and fill out the forms for our lost luggage. Once we filed our papers, we. He enjoyed his own company and liked nothing better than cruising the lonely roads with only the air-conditioning and a full CD player to keep him company. He always wore the same clothes while on the road, faded jeans topped with a denim shirt sporting his company logo, not quite the corporate image that some thought he should aspire to, but he didn't care. At forty six years of age, Stevie was in good shape. He was tall and wide shouldered, but he would be the first to admit that the love. Karen’s stomach as she let her lace panties fall. Ms. Karen started stroking while looking up and down at Serena’s body. Serena felt Christine kissing her warm body and unbuttoning her shirt. Ms. Karen walked up to her and put her hand under Serena’s skirt and said, “I hope you enjoy.”Ms. Karen then gave Serena a French kiss as she rubbed Serena’s wet pussy. Serena had lain on the desk as Ms. Karen continued kissing her and rubbing her pussy. Christine let Ms. Karen and Serena get acquainted. I acted like it was perfectly natural. We went on driving with her pussy in full view for a while. She saw that I was looking at her pussy and it must have turned her on. I could see a bit of moisture forming in her slit. She stopped at the back of the lot and looked over at me. “It’s hard isn’t it?” “Only at first, but you’ve gotten past that part. You’re doing quite well now.” “I don’t mean the driving! I mean your thing, you know, your dick. Is it hard because of me? She was looking down at.