Twenty minutes later I was showered and dressed in a darker gray suit with a light gray silk tie, the one that mom said matched my eyes. I drove downt...wn and left my car in the bank parking garage, and grabbed a cab to the club. It was nicely decorated, lush plants lined the front of the building and two gentleman stood by the doors. The foyer was well lit and had a small coat room to one side, the other side had a few windows like a movie theater ticket booth. The doors into the club were. Watching her pussy lips stretch to take me was the hottest thing in the world, right then. Her moan was loud, her back arching, her hips angling to bring me deeper. I put my hand around the base of the dildo, taking up a rhythm and feeling it slide in and out of her body. Juice was dripping from her swollen pussy, soaking my tool and my hand. I brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked them clean. She pushed back into me, wiggling her pretty little ass, throwing a teasing glance at me. I. "Dawn brightened visibly. "Well, I DO feel a little woozy."Joyce honked the horn. Buffy gave her s!ster a playful spank on the buttocks, generating an excited squeal and propelling Dawn forward a few inches. "Off you go you malingerer!"She watched Dawn walk down the path to the car. She was walking a little funny, shimmying in her shorts in a way that seemed strangely familiar. For a moment Buffy wondered if she'd slapped her too hard or if Drusilla had accidentally hurt her in some way. Then. Will you fix my car?”“Sure, Otterly.”“Mother!”“See. No problem,” her mother said.“Leave. Leave now,” Sherry said pointing to the car.“Come along, Otterly. We’ll make some cookies.”“Otterly stays,” Sherry said.“She just did her nails.”“Otterly stays. You leave,” Sherry said firmly.Sherry’s mother said, “Okay.”“Now.”“Did you program the telephone number for my mechanic on your cell phone?”“Yes.”“Mother! Leave! Now!”“I’ll stop by and drop off the next issue of Celebrities on Parade for you to read.