"That's a winner," she announces. "Do you like it?" I try to play itdown, saying "It will do, I guess." Julia nods, but she isn'tsatisfied. "No wo...an tries on only one dress. This one is cute, but wemight find something even cuter. Stay here."I'm stuck in the dressing room for what seems like an eternity, stuck inthe dress because Julia didn't help me unzip it. After about fiveminutes, Julia returns, with a handful of dresses in her hand and twomore pairs of heels. The first dress she. I looked over at Greg and I could see that his hand next to Amy was below the table, so I figured he was at least doing the same as I was, playing with my wife's sexy legs. My wife later told me that he had actually pushed her skirt up past her stocking tops and was playing with her garters and rubbing her bare thigh, but I get ahead of myself.We had just about finished dinner, so I suggested that we keep the same seating arrangement in the car, Janet next to me, in the front, and Greg and Amy. “Would you recognise mountains? Particular mountains? If you saw them in a picture or on screen?”There was a short pause. “Ohhhh yeah,” came back Stewart’s wondering voice. “I see what you mean. I wouldn’t, but I’ll see what I can do to find someone who might.”“Good. Those mountains in the background are not in Britain, but they could be in Pakistan or South America or somewhere like that. The Himalayas, the Andes.”“Yes sir, I’ll see if anyone knows.”“Do we know any professional. ” We all walked up to the bedroom. The guys were all rock hard and their dicks were standing at full attention. I opened my bedroom door. Raymond got on his back and I straddled him and Miguel spat on his fingers and entered my tight rose bud. Anthony stood in front of me and I sucked his long and beautiful dick. I worked my cunt up and down over Raymond’s hard cock. Miguel was holding my hips while he pushed his cock deeper into my tight anus. “Oh God, your cocks feel so good. I can feel you.