On stage, a group of guys were setting up their instruments. An average-looking man in a very loud jacket that had to be a joke stepped out in front h...lding a microphone."Tonight, Saturday, and Sunday, sixteen different bands and groups are here for only one purpose, to entertain you. And to earn your votes, so I guess that's two purposes." There was some polite laughter, which was probably more than the joke deserved."I'm your host Junior Arnold!" There was some scattered applause.A girl about. ”And it wasn’t long after that that the girls’ shortsand panties were off and they were lying naked, legsspread, straddling the oak, their heads less than afoot apart.The hunters, now completely nude, stroked themexpertly, stimulating their well-lubed vaginas, slidingtheir fingers in and out as the women moaned inecstasy.Suddenly Sandi began to come as Wes fingered her juicypussy. And as she did, she heard Mandy loudly screamingwith uncontrolled joy. Both of them enjoyed a. Her generous breasts strained at her coral dress. She too wore black heels, showing off her legs. Her gaze rested on her companion, a proprietary smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.The elevator rose smoothly. One of a matched pair that was duplicated on two other sides of the hotel, the glass walls laid the night time vista of the bustling Southern city in front of them. The soft illumination of the recessed lights allowed them to observe the twinkling lights both below them and the sky. I pointed out to her that her pussy was betraying her and allowing me to know how she actually felt. Who is he I asked? Who is who she asked. Who is the guy you are thinking about that got your pussy so wet. She said Tim. I hadn't thought of him as a lover for my wife. He's very quiet and doesn't strike me as someone my wife would have the hots for. She said when we pass the number and his hand touches mine it makes my pyssy wet. I said well I like him and I think he would be a safe fuck, by.