.. Why are you here?"And Sally and Jill started to laugh again. And they couldn't stop laughing, in part because they were nervous.So Liz said:"Well, ...hatever. We'll see you around, girls. And, if you don't want to dance, get yourself a table."Liz and Ann went away, talking. Ann, the brunette, gave one last look to the pair of blondes, and then went away.Jill said:"I think they're right. Let's get a table."That's what they did. They sat, they drank, they talked.Jill told Sally everything. She. He gently took off my scarf and let it fall to the floor. He kissed me gently on the lips and then roughly pulled on my leash, bringing me down to my knees. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his already semi-hard cock out of his pants. Open, he said, cupping my jaw. I did as I was told and put my lips around his dick. He held my head to his body and I felt his dick growing inside my mouth. It was soon so hard that it was to my throat, making me gag, but he held my head there. He finally. I slide one of those three slick fingers out and down, working it into your ass. You writhe, impaled on my hand, caressed by my tongue and my lips and my hair brushing against your skin, crazy from my touch, and in the darkness time seems to have stopped, this moment just before you come seems to stretch to eternity. You have time to focus on the breeze from the window against your breasts, your own tongue against your lips, the golden melting flood rising within your stomach, your cunt, your. She moved gracefully, washing herself. Len pushed the door to the shower open and there she was, water beading like a scattering of glittering jewels on her skin. She had her eyes closed, and was letting the hot spray pelt down on her. She turned, opened her eyes, and smiled when she saw him. ‘I wondered where you had gotten to,’ she said. Len stepped into the steamy shower, took the washcloth from Marion, lathered it thoroughly, then he began washing her. She giggled with delight as heran the.