My other hand still urges him to finger fuck me deeper. As I buck my hips to his finger fucking, I turn my eyes toward the dance floor and bar to see ...f the any staff or patrons are aware of our petting. As I rise past the point of no return, I notice a tall, red-haired woman, in her early forties, from the bachelorette party, who definitely staring at us. She is standing near a column across the dance floor, her arms loosely crossed. But rather than giving us an accusatory look, it appears to. I heard the shower shut off and went to knock on the bathroomdoor. "Teri, why did you let me sleep so late? I need to take a quickshower, and then get dressed to take you to the airport." The dooropened and Teri was back in Terry mode, dressed in blue jeans and apull over shirt, her hair was wet and she seemed to be a bit upset."What's the matter honey? Did I do something to upset you? Please,let's talk about what is bothering you" I said as I took her hand andpulled her towards the bed. I. He moves over to my left nipple and sucks slowly on it. He gives equal time to the right one. "Do you think Nancy Drew ever did this?" he whispers. I giggle. "Oh I bet she did at least once or twice in her time." "I wonder what ol' Nancy is up to these days?" Nick says with a laugh and moved further down my body. He gets to my panties. He slowly pulls them off. I keep my hands above my head. I feel his tongue slide across me. He rolls it around outside and then slips deep as he can inside me. I. “Well I have to admit I saw more of Karen’s than yours so it wouldn’t be a fair comparison.” With that she stood up and pulled her skirt to her waist. My cock twitched and was decidedly uncomfortable now and I gasped, not expecting this. “Well, are mine as good as hers?” I couldn’t answer, I couldn’t speak, my eyes locked on her thighs and the white panties now on show as I tried desperately to keep my throbbing cock from becoming obvious. She just stood there clearly waiting for a.