Then she told me, “You're only here to be my chauffeur. I might let you watch or have you wait in the car so be a good little driver tonight and do ...hat your told. Now carry my bag and the CD player and escort me to the Bachelor party!” OK, I admit I was a little shocked by her words so off we went! We entered right through the main lobby on purpose. There were stares from everyone there from the desk clerks, the bell hops and a few guests. I think it gave my wife the kind of confidence she. I wore cargo shorts a golf shirt and tennis shoes. Since my wife has a hot little body she likes to dress to impress. She wore a short tan skirt and a white cotton tank top. I commented on the fact she was wearing a bra. She said I have to leave a little to the imagination then she raised the front of the little skirt to show me her uncovered pussy. Are you really going commando I asked. She said sure, why not, it's sexy. On the ride to the get together my wife made sure her pussy was easy for. ”He takes her hand and says, “Second, I want you to relax, and then...” he sighed, “we’ll put all these Corn Flakes back in the box.”A priest was driving along and saw a nun on the side of the road. He stopped and offered her a lift which she accepted.She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her habit to open and reveal a lovely leg.The priest had a look and nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.The nun looked at him and immediately said:. “Don’t think,” Eva whispered coldly under her breath so that only Alison could hear, “that just because you can make my tits feel good, that makes everything all right.” Alison said nothing, but kept licking, circling the tip of her tongue around the circumference of each of Eva’s areolas in turn, gently catching each end of her barbells as she did so and making Eva moan quietly. “I know what you’re trying to do my with brother, you – oh fuck –” Eva swore despite herself, as a pleasurable.