Dripping. Gee, Nick had said hers was the wettest cunt he had ever fucked, and Brian had found her dry, so the answer was plain. Well! The shaft seeme... too slippery to hold. She inched nearer, deciding she must at least taste it.She circled the rim of the head with her tongue.The thing twitched. It leaped away from her, right out of her fingers.She could not hold it still until she reduced the amount of cunt juice, so she squirmed to it, mouth yawning, and forced it in, stretching her jaw, got. ‘Roll over onto your other side,’ I said. She let out a soft moan and did as I’d asked. I moved in behind her and wrapped and arm around her body, pulling her tightly against me, my hand cupping one of her breasts. I kissed and nibbled on the side of her neck as my hand touched her. My cock was stiffening against her soft ass, and I could hear her sigh as she squirmed up against it. Eventually, I slid my hand down between her legs, and she lifted her top leg to give me access. I gently teased. After spending twenty minutes perched high on a bar-stool in front of a sandwich bar trying to keep my thighs closed around my throbbing, stinging masculinity to ensure no one could look up my skirt, I was led into a shoe shop where Bernice selected yet another smartly dressed female assistant of about forty, to help her chose several pairs of shoes for me. Of course, the selection of shoes involved the assistant kneeling, or crouching in front of me, and me having to raise my feet and legs in. "A boxing match?" asked Vickie as they entered the arena portion of the club."Not just any boxing match dear, one I think you will find most interesting."They settled into their seats, the choicest in the arena just as the ring announcer and the two combatants climbed into the ring."Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Velvet Spike and tonight's special brand of Velvet Spike boxing."He pointed toward one corner where a small, attractive Asian girl stood, her back to the aunt and niece."At four.