. "I'm horny, let's get out of here." Briefly, Jon wondered if he had died and gone to hedonistic heaven.In something of a daze, he allowed her to dra... him and the dog across the scorched grass towards Park Lane and her car, one of those enormous four-wheel driven Mitsubishi's whose name completely escaped him, but had the collective name of Chelsea tractors.She lived on the first floor of a Georgian house that had been converted to apartments in Loundes Square just behind Harvey Nicholls.. "I'm not gonna wear a dress." It's not a dress. Look..." she crossed her bedroom and reached past me, clawing through clothes. "Oh. Not this drawer. Look out." Heh! You ever think of folding?" Nope! Here!" Jody opened the second drawer up and found a black skirt, like imitation leather and sorta shiny. Maybe it was vinyl."No way!" I snorted. "I'm not gonna wear that. You got any pants?" Come on! Please?" she sorta whined. "Just try it, okay? You're gonna be so hot!" I don't wanna be hot." Sam!". It was a lovely sight; the end was pink under the head. He stroked it up and down. I said,"I think that will be fine." I stepped towards him, lifting my skirt up around my waist. It was as I got close, that I realised that his cock was almost up to my tits, I'd have to stand on something if he was going to fuck me."No bitch, In your mouth. Suck me off." I wasn't really happy about this. I wanted a good fucking, either up the cunt or up my arse. This way, he was just going to cum his load in my. Two people deeply in love, using our bodies to sign and witness our love and life together.Ten minutes later we were snuggling and cuddling, and it was me who brought up the subject of Jill’s rutting trio of admirers.“So, who was you’re favorite?”Jill feigned innocence. There was a tiny bit of doubt, but I was pretty sure she knew what I meant.“Oh, come on, don’t pretend you don’t know what I mean.”Jill’s beaming smile marked the end of her feigned innocence. And mock innocence gave way to mock.