"Baby I really want you," he whispered, as he unbuttoned the front of her blouse. "Let me help you," she offered, taking over and undoing the rest of ...he buttons on her shirt. Walt never tired of seeing a large pair of tits in a low cut bra, and Brenda had that in spades! "Wow baby," Walt stammered, "these are the finest boobs I have ever seen in my life!" While maybe not entirely true, Brenda's chest was spectacular enough that for once in his life he wasn't feeding someone a line! "Do you. However, other males present were quick to offer their hand and other things to her and satisfy her love for dancing with the opposite sex. I noticed that she often liked to wear a very short black dress with no bra (see my profile page for the implications of that) and as time progressed, I couldn't help but notice that she was leaving off wearing panties too. On one particular night she was dancing with a really good looking hunk (married to a friend of ours who was out of town at the time). Mary was laying, naked, a toy humming within her and her hands moving on her breasts and body. Smiling she said, "I hope you don't mind but I have primed the pump for you." She gasped and moaned repeatedly as I slowly undressed at the foot of the bed. Her hands and the toy brought her to a screaming frenzy as my cock bounded from the constriction of clothing. It was standing straight up, precum glistened on the tip. Without a word Mary patted the bed beside her. I held her so tightly she almost. ’ ‘What?’ I asked. After that everything went black. …………. I awoke to Hunter tapping my arm. ‘Clare.’ He whispered. ‘Clare…’ I was confused. My eyes opened to see Hunter very close to me. ‘Hey, sleepyhead.’ He smiled. Sleepyhead? This was a little too weird for me. I didn’t have time to ask questions. ‘You look so cute when you sleep.’ He purred. Before I could say anything his lips were on mine. We weren’t making out. Just a quick peck before he joined me on the couch. I felt myself feel happy.