Sometimes she just wore a sensationally sexy outfit just to get me hard enough for a REALLY good fuck, like this.As you can see this worked fine! Once...in a while she wore an outfit just for me that was so incredibly sexy no way could she wear it outside our house or hotel room, for example.She stroked every last drop out of my raging cock while I stroked those perfect thighs.When she was particularly horny, she would wear an outfit like this and make me take her to a bar in the nearest hotel. I. "This just doesn't make any sense. Rose's family are at least as rich as Johnny's. What in the name of the wee man is going on here? Why were these two living hand to mouth when they obviously come from money?"The Latours also had a great deal of US real estate in their possession. The family businesses seemed to major in, amongst other things, textiles — possibly a throw-back to the cotton trade in the US south. One thing that stood out was the extent to which the Latours were involved in. It could just be a sleeping accident… a hand tossed over. My hopes were, however, that it was an intentional touch. Soft, gentle… testing the waters. Left alone the hand continued to move in small, measured motions. Up my waist… over my hip and then softly… so very slowly… under the elastic band of my briefs. Despite my playing possum my nerves tried their best to betray me. I felt myself shiver, ever so slightly, exactly like the skin under my fingers when I felt up any number of female. “Do you want to see these”, she asked holding her hands up to her breasts. Michael paused awhile before nodding. In what seemed to Michael to be a flash, her bare breasts were out. Before he knew it Tina had approached him, “Give me your hand”, she said. He obeyed, and held it out for her. She took his hand and put it on her firm breast, “Your hands feels good”, she told him, “go ahead and rub them”. Without knowing what to do, Michael began rubbing her breasts softly. “That feels good.