I’ve missed you so much. My phone suddenly beeps. “I’ll be with you in two minutes,” your message reads. My heart races and I try to compose...myself. My body is trembling and I take another sip of champagne to steady my nerves. The bar door opens. I’m like a rabbit caught in the glare of car headlights, transfixed at your beauty. You are wearing a short low cut, green and black figure hugging cocktail dress. It shows off your pert 34c breasts, in the most fantastic way. The silky material. The irony of his use of that word flew right past them. She was no longer his 'baby'.Instead, they were in the process of doing something that might very well produce a new one.But Bob didn't think about that. All he could think about was how good it felt to be deep inside her, and how impossible it was not to keep pushing as if he were trying to crawl inside her body, his penis forging the way. And, to be honest, that was very similar to what Sam was feeling. All she wanted at that instant was. " Go, go," Adrienne pushed. "The last thing I need is for you to be grounded. There's a lot more Spring Break left and I DEFINITELY need to see you every day this week!"She pulled me to her for a quick peck, and then I turned for the door. "I'll call you later today, Adrienne," I promised.She giggled and then turned, wiggling her perfect ass at me. "See ya later, Tiger." You're late." Brooke folded her arms over her chest and glared at me."No, I'm not." I pointed at my watch. "It's 3:58!" It's. After only about 15 -20 stokes he blew his load in my wife?s ass. She was completely spent and Randy told her to take a nap that they were going out later. When the tape stared again it was after 9 PM on Saturday night. The tape was of Jill and Randy in the shower washing each other and fooling around the tape continued while they were getting ready and I heard Randy tell Jill had better look sexy tonight, she said no problem. Randy came on the tape and said switch to tape 2. I quickly switched.