No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pull thezipper down. Not just because of how massively awkward it was, and atthis stage I had my face stuffed i...to my own breasts trying desperatelyto get it down, but because it was seemingly sealed permanently inplace!I gave up, red-faced and flustered, and decided just to cut it off. Iswished and waddled my way to the ensuite where I grabbed a pair of nailscissors. I put them at the taut hem of the dress and began to cut. Theymade slow progress upwards. However, nothing further was said until they both flopped down together on the sofa in the lounge room after wearily coming through the front door of their home.After sitting in silence together for about ten minutes Jared pulled himself in closer to Vanessa’s warm body. She was still totally naked even though the arrangement was going to be that she get dressed for the ride home from BSC then get naked again once she got in through the front door. That was meant to be the idea but somehow that. At the time, I felt that a second time might ruin the sweet memory. Then on Saturday, September 13, 2014, I was shopping at the local grocery store, when who should come up the aisle but Vince? All rippling muscles and sizzling sexual hotness. My pussy instantly began to tingle and to moisten. I ran down the supermarket aisle to him and I kissed him hard. He pulled me into his strong arms and kissed me with an intense passion, a passion which my last boyfriend had never, ever shown me. I felt. He leans closer and pushes his sweet plump lips on mine. I then kiss back, tangling my fingers in his soft locks. He continues to kiss me for another minute, then pulls away, him breathing heavily. " That was...amazing!" He exclaimed. I giggle and nod. He places a soft kiss on my lips again , and pulls me to his car. "Where are we going?" I ask. He looks at me and smiles at me sinfully. " My place to have some "fun"..." I blush and feel my body tingle. We get in his car and start driving to his.