I mean... you know, down there," he added and looked between Jenny's legs. "When... when we were... you know involved, I didn't get a chance to look."...he tried to hide her surprise. She didn't know why but she felt blood rushing to her face making it hot. "Uh... yeah... sure if you want," she answered, wondering why someone would want to stare at her down there.Quickly, as if he thought that she was going to change her mind, Tim crawled between Jenny's legs and got on his stomach, his face. Liv's body relaxed as she flung the Porsche through a particularly tight turn. The car stuck to the road like superglue, dutifully responding to her every command. The wind rustling through her hair and the feedback from the road through the steering wheel massaged away all thoughts of the rough morning.A steep grade loomed ahead. She wanted all the speed the German engineered car could muster. Liv downshifted the short-throw five speed into third gear, revved the engine and dropped the clutch.. " Fine," she said. Well, that’s okay, she thought. He’s not bad looking and he’s husky and stout.He opened the door and they entered a soft-lighted well-decorated room with a plush long wide sofa and a big-screen TV."Please, sit on the sofa, Mrs. Wright," he said. He poured her a glass of wine and sat with her on the sofa. He clicked the TV on and a film began showing—a very erotic film.His cock began growing, getting stiff and hard. He looked over at her. She was voluptuous. Damn, but she. " Pardon me for being so forward, but Andrea is a very foolish woman. Her new husband is nothing like you. She does not look very happy tonight." Perhaps it's because I'm here. She might be uncomfortable with that. Besides, Mr. Howell looks quite satisfied. Maybe that's what she was looking for, Gina. Maybe I wasn't ... dynamic enough for her." Nonsense. I've known you long enough to say that. Ms. Penny will prove her very, very wrong," she smiled knowingly.I looked at her and returned the.