"EEK!! I'm sorry, babe! But I gotta pee!" and up she rose to her feet and sprinted to the toilet. Over her shoulder she called, "Bring the wine to the...bedroom, I don't want us to get rug-burn!" Well, that seemed to be a good sign of more intimate fun to come, so I quickly stripped right there and took the two wine glasses to the kitchen to replenish them and then quickly scampered into her bedroom. I heard the plumbing flush and she appeared as naked as Botticelli's Venus and even more luscious. She wiggled out of her shorts so she only wearing a pair of sheer white panties, the two tiny triangles of see through material, allowing me see her neatly trimmed bush of pubic hair, she turned her back to me and as she pulled her panties down, bending over so I could see her ass. Between her ass cheeks, her pussy lips looked damp. She turned to face me again, moving towards me, she took one of her breasts in her hand, and guided her nipple to my mouth. I opened my mouth, and let my tongue. He glanced down, my eyes following. I cracked up laughing oh god I said, by the looks of that thing long enough I laughed.He jokingly said my turn? I turned and swished my hips and said as soon as you get cleaned up. Great he mumbled the waters fricking cold. I stopped and shocked myself when I put my hand over my pussy and said. This isn’t cold. It’s nice and wet and very hot. Oh god he rolled his eyes.I said I’m worth it and walked out of the bathroom. Richard came out and said you’re. More tense. More wet. Approaching the rest room door, she knocked three times. The door opened a bit. Recognizing Tres sweet, smiling brown eyes, Brittany moved toward the door, only to feel a strong hand grab her arm, quickly pull her inside and lock the door behind her. It wasnt Tre. It was Tre as shed never seen him before. Standing before her in his Basketball Shorts, he had the look of a tiger ready to pounce. As he moved toward her slowly, Brittany felt herself getting more excited, yet.