Her breasts were moving up and down with breathing movement and it was milky white and firm. Her black hairs were covering her face and part of boobs ...hich were giving sexy feel. I got bit excited but left to catch a fight without much noise. After I returned back, same day evening she asked me when I left that day morning, when I told her timing her face turned red with soft smile I asked why? she said, nothing just wanted to know. She use to sleep like this and use to wear a top before we. I really wanted him. The girls could see me staring at him.“You want him don’t you Kimmy” said Claire, she knows me so well. “you want to fuck him like that” she whispered in my ear.I just nodded“Fucking hell girl do it fucking do it” she whispered“Will he not think it weird?”“His a bloke he will love it, it’s a shag for fucks sake”I stand up, and lift my skirt up, my hands go underneath and I pull my panties down from under the skirt and step out of them, bend over and pick them up and wink at. Pat was short muscular blond and Fran guessed she must had been a cheerleader as a young girl. Laura was a very tall and thin redhead that was strikingly attractive. Both women were dressed in causal clothes, had an almost empty wine glass in their hands, and were laughing as Jane and Fran entered. The women exchanged greetings. Glasses were refilled and Fran was politely questioned by her new friends. She told them about her husband, children, job, and some things she enjoyed. Fran was not a. We unpacked our bags and we mixed several more drinks with a bottle she had brought along. I continued to work her pussy and tried to get her on their bed, but she wanted to wait until later. She was teasing the hell out of me. She said, "Let me shower and we can go out to dinner and maybe find a place to dance." She said she would shower first and then finish getting dressed in the bedroom while I showered.I should mention I have always had a huge pantyhose fetish, which I shared with her.