" I just nodded and suggested a drink at Mahoney's Tavern.Katie drank wine, beer for me. Everyone in the tavern was in the holiday spirit, loud and in...good cheer. Katie and I were as noticeable to them as two mice hunkering down inside the wall. She had removed her sweater with an alluring blouse and a plunging neckline signaling her earlier intentions. I had removed my tie and unbuttoned the collar, but still, I was steaming hot in anticipation.Katie was amazingly open about her life, even her. She had put eye makeup on, curled her eyelashes, and was wearing lipstick that matched her red high heels. Now don’t get me wrong, she was plenty cute without makeup, but this outfit, in conjunction with her makeup and hair had pushed her into a whole other bracket! She was gorgeous and so hot I was afraid she would melt the tires on the car when she got in! The muscles in her calves and thighs were taut from being raised up by the heels. There was absolutely no question about it now; she was. " I let him trace the lips of my pussy once moreloving the feelings this caused, then holding my jeans up scamperedupstairs to sort myself out.Once upstairs I stripped off my jeans and soiled thong went into thebathroom and douched dried myself thoroughly slipped on a new satinthong, went into my wardrobe and picked out a pair of soft black leatherpants as I wiggled into them and fastened them, I realised that theylooked like they were painted on, clinging to my body, leaving verylittle to the. ” She was biting her lip.Then Bastian saw him. It seemed as if he had appeared out of nowhere. Tiru had returned, and Bastian could see him standing right behind his wife, still finger-fucking herself with closed eyes in front of her tablet with her loving husband, stroking his cock, on screen.“Mmmm, honey, it feels so good to touch myself in front of you! If it only wasn’t my own hand touching me now!” Michelle went on, drunk and in sexual ecstasy. “Darling,” Bastian began, not knowing how to.