"Where the hell is the Interstate?" Brooks muttered. "How the fuck didyou manage to get us lost?"The hangover pain in my head took away any answer I m...ght haveformulated. Then I saw a sign ahead. It was a familiar-looking blueand white sign, a little faded, and it looked as if it had been therefor years. At least it might be advertising something in the nexttown. That would help me get my bearings."Forester Ford," Brooks read, proving his vision was a little betterthan mine. "Then it says Ovid. I can’t get over how absolutely edible you are.”Mark dove in and I had to shut my eyes. His warm tongue split me open and then wiggled inside. I used the couch as leverage to lift my hips higher. He put one hand under my ass and used the other to open me while his tongue continued to work its magic around my clitty.I had to grip the couch because I was afraid I’d pull his hair out if I grabbed his head. The world collapsed into a wash of sensations. I twisted and cried out as he worked me into. Then the short tight black skirt and chose to go with the skirt a silk white blouse.My legs looked great and was silky smooth after I shaved them but I decided that my legs would look even hotter clad in pair of black pantyhose. I started to put the panties on but decided to put the hose on first then the panties .i tried to ignore my growing cock as I dressed. Good thing I was so small because even hard the pantyhose and panties kept it hid for the most part.By the time I was buttoning up my. She asked Marc to give Jill a ride home to which Marc smiled and happily said he would. As Sarah left she gave her friend a hug and made her promise to give her all the details in the morning. My wife got the details the next morning. Jill immediately gave Marc a blowjob in his car. He took her to his place and proceeded to pound her pussy for hours. Jill told my wife that her pussy had never felt that full and that Marc had made her cum so many times she nearly passed out. Over the.