Though the thought of wearing them was embarrassing, there was a tiny tingle of excitement down my spine.Did they all belong to Claire? Some of things...were very nice - the sort of thing I might have worn if I had been a girl. Some were a bit tarty. I noticed there were two black mini-skirts. Did Claire really wear them? They seemed a bit young for her. I remember seeing a denim mini-skirt, the velvet dress I had worn before, a black mini-dress, a short white skirt, and a sleek long black skirt.. It was really too early in the day for that sort of fooling around and besides we were both tired from the festivities of the night before when she proved to me that she was able to stretch wide enough for all four fingers of one of my devious hands squeezed tightly together to make entry into her delicious rump. She was becoming a bit looser with each passing night of fun and games and I knew her attitude was quite different from when we first started to investigate her flexibility in private. " I said as I gave my handful a playful squeeze. "My plan is to find a nice boy to share his body heat with me tonight." She said mock coyly. She was looking up at me now, but not by much. As the words lingered there she tucked her arms between my chest and hers. My hands pulled away from her ass, letting her skirt fall back down. I lifted them up and wrapped them around her, pulling her into my circle of warmth. I leaned down and our lips met again. This time we didn't break contact for. I knew this woman was very drunk but I really needed to get laid. My cock was so hard it hurt. Mike was looking at me as if he wanted me to join in. I smiled and put my hand into her panties and felt her hot wet pussy. I played with it for a minute and then smelled my hand, her pussy smelled great!! I was afraid it smell old I guess. This was all I needed to get me going. I pulled her panties down to reveal a very hairy light brown snatch. Inside of that was a very pink wet pussy all open and.