“I am so sorry!” I said, using my apron to try and dry off her leather jacket. She was still staring at me, I couldn’t meet her eyes. “Oh,” ...he replied, “Now you’ve made me wet.” I giggled nervously, trying to keep my mind from the gutter. “I’m really sorry. Tell you what, appetizers are on me?” She smiled again, which made her even more beautiful. I could barely stand I was shaking so much. “I love your accent," She purred. "Where are you from again?” “Australia.” She was about to say. ’ Charles exclaimed, his eyes glittering with mischief ‘And now she’s trapped in my web. Whatever shall I do with her?’’ Jacob leaned forward and kissed his wife heatedly upon her lips before whispering. ‘If you’re good, perhaps I can spin a web of my own. Can you imagine what it would feel like to be hopelessly trapped between two pillars, my hands wondering where ever I willed them, unable to stop me from doing anything I wanted?’ Jenny shivered, imaging just that. She bit down hard on her. Her muscles quiver under my touch. I hold tight, afraid she will fall or bolt from me. My fingers travel over the unblemished skin of her legs rising upward to the silk covering her ass. The silk is rough after the perfect smoothness of her skin. So I push my hands up through the French-cut legs of her panties to touch the softness of her ass. My cock is screaming with need.Her breathing has quickened; her arousal is fired by our kissing, and by my strong fingers massaging her wondrous ass. She. She got the idea. As my cock had time to relax. I fingered both Liz and Kristal, driving my fingers fast to the point my arms hurt. Liz was biting on her jacket and it didn’t take long to figure out why. As my left hand was going in and out, it got wet. Liz gushed her girl juice all over the seat in front of her. She grabbed the arms of the chair and was able, somehow, not to moan loudly like she normally would. With an insane idea, I pulled my fingers out, and presented them to Kristal. We.