Look for more to come in thefollowing weeks.My slut Laura,I would love to have you dress for me sometime before you left home tomeet me. You would be ...earing thigh-highs, a micro-mini-skirt thatwould show your silky panties as you sat in the driver's seat on yourway up to see me. You would take the back roads so as to avoid beingseen. As you drive along you begin to think about what I will do to youonce we meet. You know that the first thing I will do is bend you overthe car and fuck you in the. He quickly as much of his brothers cock as he could into his mouth, cheeks hollowing. His gag reflex had already been worn a bit, so it wasnt difficult. Sherlocks air was cut off for a few seconds as he bobbed forward, but on the return he started again, using his tongue cleverly on the spots hed mapped out as sensitive. He just knew he had to keep this up until Mycroft said otherwise. He could keep this up forever if his brother wanted him to. Sherlock would do anything… and they both knew it. With that, I removed my shirt and spread it out on the sand, just far enough from the waves where we wouldn't get wet, but close enough to feel the mist each time one rolled in. She was already on her knees in front of me by the time I got my shirt situated for us to lie on. With one swift motion she pulled my shorts to the sand and shoved my hardening cock into her mouth."You don't care if anyone catches us?" I asked as her head bobbed back and forth on my shaft. It was a clear Texas evening. Nobody seemed to be complaining though. A bunch of the guys pulled their chairs up closer and watched for a while.The evening wore on slowly. I had been dancing for more than an hour and I was exhausted. Most of the women have left by that time. I still saw two of them around. Lisa and the woman who I helped set up the food earlier. I noticed four men pulling a padded bench out of the patio door. I guess the table I’m dancing on and the bench must have come from the second bedroom which is.