“I won’t deny she’s got a nice pair, but that doesn’t mean I want to sleep with her. I’ve seen plenty of tits like that before, and somehow ...’ve managed to avoid the temptation to jump their owner! I do have some level of self-control, you know.”Claire kissed me softly, and looking lovingly into my eyes told me, “Honestly baby, I’m pleased Hannah made it clear she fancies you! A little bit jealous? Yeah, but mainly pleased. After all, it’s a back-handed compliment to me, saying the guy I bagged. I did this again and as my hands lifted the sides of her dress up she caught hold of it with her hands and pulled her dress over her head so she was left standing in her underwear. The speed of this took me by surprise and I could feel myself getting very hard but being severely restricted by the strength of my jeans. I ran my hands over her beautiful soft skin and she pushed my hands away so she could take my shirt off then ran her hands over my chest. We stood there for a couple of minutes. Harold squirmed further under the desk and began to lap at Jennifer’s foot, slathering at her toes. She found this quite titillating and proceeded to finger her cunt vigorously.Harold pawed at Jennifer’s legs and sucked on her toes; with his free hand he stroked his cock. He was close to coming but he wanted more! This dirty slut was getting a toe-sucking from him; he figured she could give him a footjob in return.Jennifer was getting close to orgasm; her cunt was palpitating as she worked her. For my night of bar hopping I had definitely dressed sexy. I wore a skin tight LBD (little black dress) that had a V-neck so low that it stopped half-way down my stomach. Tonight, I had chosen to go bra-less, but my breasts were so perky it didn't matter. The dress barely covered my almost perfectly rounded ass, and there was a slit up the side of my right leg that showed that I was obviously not wearing underwear either. On my feet were a pair of four inch black stilettos. As my Father.