It’s not that he was Mister Noble who never had a fling, but he didn’t see the point of dealing with the hassle of bedding one of the many faceles... women that approached him and then worrying about STDs the next day. Leaning against the bar, looking around, sipping his water, he was marveling at the amazing effects alcohol could produce. He was absolutely sure, however, that he was having the least fun in the whole joint. Again looking around, he noticed something new. Someone who looked even. .. a swelling that told her he would be able to satisfy her in bed many times over. She could tell that he was staring at her breasts, and that made her feel very happy. If she could get the least bit of arousal out of him, there was an opening."Now that we've met," she continued, "what would you say to you and Rita coming over to our house some time in the near future? Bob and I love to entertain, and we would be very happy to have you two over." Why... that would be very nice," Owen said. "Of. As my hands reached her hips hers slide further down my front, reaching down to just about an inch or so above where my cock now reached. I continued south, over her hips and down the outside of her skirt until I reached the tops of her bare thighs. She let out a long soft sigh as our skin made contact for the first time.Her skin felt so soft and supple under the pressure of my figures and had things ended then I would have been more than happy with the memory of that feeling. Even at this. The prospect of going home alone and fingering her wet pussy to the memory of what she’d seen through the window felt too pathetic to even think about.She wanted to be close to her daughter and Steve, especially now. And as she silently walked around the house to the front door, she barely stopped to think about all the possible reactions they could have for Mandi’s mother to show up now of all times.Karen rang Steve’s bell. She knew he was sitting naked in his living room, so there was no.