.so did weIn the car he started the kissing again but this time his hands on her cunt, he played with her clit, in seconds she came" she liked it Dave...hahahaHe put his arms round my beautiful wife and held her all the way home, she leant against him while he stroked her hair and gave her little kissesWe soon were in the house, I made us all a drink and we replayed the goings on in the pub, we were all smiling now even though it was strange at the timeJohn spoke up" stand up and take your blouse. As we started, we both paused instinctively and turned for one more look. The bartender gave us a squint of pleasure mixed with an expression of regret. Meg and I sighed simultaneously, then left. Meg led the way and I watched her well-rounded ass quiver underneath the jersey fabric. It made me wetter. We rode the elevator in silence. She stared at my leg through the long slit of my gown while I shared the bartender’s appetite for her heaving breasts. I let Meg enter the room first. Just as I. He knew there could be only one response."For you Bailey, I will."Bailey stepped back, a faint hint of a smile on her face–possibly the last he'd see for a while. She looked right at Ted and said, "So sir, would you like me to strip, or do you have some other idea for getting me naked?"Ted closed his eyes. He promised Bailey that he would ignore that she was his daughter's BFF, and that was what he was going to do. He knew she was scared of these blackmailers, so he was going to uphold his end. I lay on the bed, too spent to remove the brush handle right away. I lay sprawled across the bed, my body immobile, my heart still turning flips. I closed my eyes, to regain my composure, slowly drifting off to sleep again. ‘Olivia!’ I woke up with a start, almost bruising myself as I realized that the brush was still inside me. ‘Olivia, are you going to sleep all day?’ I was Olu, knocking at my door. I moved fast enough to hide the brush, but not fast enough to cover myself. ‘Olivia, I’ve.