She shifted as though uncomfortable, hoping to dislodge his hand, but he simply followed her movement, if anything digging even deeper, more painfully...into her flesh. As she continued sucking, she could only wonder where it was he might be heading, and then... wondered what it might cost her in getting a lift for a ways. Normally, just sitting next to the driver with her shirt off was the way to do it. Most got a kick out of having a female passenger sitting next to them flashing tits down the. Jim wanted that so much that his dick ached. He returned to her front and pulled gently on the shoulders of the corset. The corset was visible to her waist, where there were petticoats around it.“The petticoats,” she said.“Then take them off.”Bridget didn’t have a choice. She removed the petticoats and brought them to the closet. She draped them over the crossbars of two hangers. Finally, she removed the corset and draped it over a chair. She turned to him in her camisole with her face. Claire slipped her hand down to the base of my cock. "It's nice and thick down here, it feels great when I'm riding it." I couldn't quite believe what was happening. I was still standing there holding both my and Claire's drink. Angela was sipping hers while Claire was jerking my cock right in front of her. If I had of been sober I probably would have blown all over both of them right there but I'd had just enough alcohol to get hard but not cum too easily.Claire stood up and mercifully took. She had seen everything..."They were my favorite socks!" she said sarcastically. I replied with "I'm so sorry I couldn't control myself please don't tell my parents" Aimee said "I'll tell you what, I know about your freaky fetish, I always see you staring at my feet. IF you worship my feet for as long as I say, I won't tell a soul about thisI instantly replied with "Okay I promise I'll do it just don't tell anyone!" Aimee said "Give me that sock you fucking weirdo" She snatched the sock from.