Marie wanted to look her best for Brad, and although she would have preferred to dress almost like a puta, she wore a dress that showed just a little ...leavage. Jane dressed in a similar fashion, so that the two women looked like extremely respectable Filipina ladies who nobody could suspect of being capable of acting like street whores taking turns to suck Brad’s cock.The restaurant was a small family diner where the food was excellent and the décor was not the sort of garish over-the-top that. Instead she just got on top of him and I thought "WOW she's going to fuck him just like this," but she didn't. She kept her pussy slightly away from his cock. She just made out with him for a couple of minutes. I had the rear view and kept starring at her glistening ass and pussy, hoping she'd put that black cock inside her. She was teasing me more than him. She told him to finger her ass. After a minute or two of that, I got up close and took over the ass fingering duty. Then she slid down. And Mrs. W had spent an entire year making love in that suite, not leaving for food or anything else. And a recent color Polaroid snapshot showed W naked, tied to the bed in that suite, and Wendy naked, standing over him, smiling lustfully. Somehow, Jane felt that a visit to Suite 69 might help her find W, and stop him from selling any more weapons to terrorists. After an hour of restlessly surfing through the MI-6 database for something, or perhaps for nothing at all, Jane got up and walked to. Our reception was a blast. Wendy had done a great job and Arianne and I overwhelmed her with kisses and gropes of thanks. Before the night was over she and the minister had two more weddings to handle. Wendy herded the four of us into a sort of receiving line so our well-wishers would not have to hunt us down. Mom and Yazmin had to submit to numerous hugs and kisses. Most of the guests were women that had been their long time friends. Most were shedding tears as they rained kisses on them. The.