I, on the other hand, was dressed in a very short black lace dress, with nothing underneath. My nipples and shaved pussy could clearly be seen. I felt...like a million fucking dollars in my high heels. Mr. Big sent a limo to take us to Hustler Hollywood for the launch.Fans lined five deep on both sides of the red carpet as we arrived. Melanie let me out first. I showed more than legs as I stepped on the curb. I flashed my pussy for those close by. With Melanie on my arm, we walked the hundred. Moving quickly, she intended to knock on his door, but she realized she needed something for the both of them. Walking past his room, she headed downstairs for the liquor cabinet. Only once had she let Daniel drink and that had been after she was already drunk. After that, she had refused to drink anytime he was around, but tonight, an exception must be made. Finding her favorite rum, she within the shelves, she went to the kitchen and poured a shot into two glasses. Then she filled the rest. Kirra and Ananya had left early in the morning to visit an islet hatchery that was home to uncountable numbers of butterflies – gold-and-black Mormon fritallaries, tiny, ghostly Columbia silver blues and wood nymphs – that emerged each spring to live genetically accelerated lives before microwinter closed in. Accompanied by her facto, Zuri had gone off to conduct more research into our home. Hotene, as always, had left by herself to test a birchbark canoe that she’d finished the previous. We both moaned very quietly but this was getting intense. We found each others G spots and massaged them. It was building up and up in us. I squeezed her tits as we began to peak and I squeezed my pussy on her fingers. She did the same to mine. We orgasmed the best wed ever had. Squirming and fingering us. (Oh daddy!) came out of my mouth. She moaned quietly just said: (&hellip,oh my god.)&hellip,.. Our fingers were very wet as we carefully rubbed our sensitive clits&hellip,&hellip, ———-.