Picking up the phone quite angrily, my ardour was pulsating through my veins. At first there was no voice, none at all then I heard Phil.”Are you ok... what are you doing?” Now it was my turn to remain silent, panic panic panic. I even scanned the room the feeling was as if he had walked in on Brian and I, hell what if he had rang ten minutes later, then what? Here I was scantily dressed only moments before giving his own 64 year old Father, my own Father-in-Law perhaps the BIGGEST GREEN LIGHT of. I took my left hand and touched the stiff, black, curly hairs between my legs for a few seconds. Feathering my fingernails from my pussy to my breasts, I squeezed, enjoying sweet pain.With a small sound, the cooling breeze of the central air wafted through the room, and I smelled the mushroomed scent of my womanhood. Leaning back, I spread my legs, easily sliding the middle finger deep inside my pussy. I stroked for a few seconds, and then lifted the finger to my mouth, savoring my juice and. "We'll prop you up and I'll try out my ventriloquist skills. I do," he finished, trying to keep from moving his lips while sounding a little like Frank — a very little.Frank glared at him."So what are we going to do tonight," Dave asked, "drink Pepsi and just tease Frank? Seems kind of tame for a bachelors party." What about tomorrow night?" Frank said. "I tried a sip of my best champagne. It tasted like..." Piss," Dave offered."I don't think I know what piss tastes like," Frank. ‘Yeah, I have got a problem!’ I replied to the guy. ‘Is that your car?’ I asked, motioning to the car I had the feeling they’d both gotten out of before I’d heard them arguing. ‘Yeah, why?’ he replied. ‘Look, Jimmy, I need to get to the station before eleven.’ I looked at my watch, it said a quarter to. ‘Fifteen minutes! Shit! Can you get me there?’ I asked, waving a fiver in his direction. The young man’s eyes lit up. ‘I can try, but it’s pushing it some!’ he replied. In a matter of seconds.