I wait against the wall for more. He presses against me and grinds his hardness into my softness as he clasps my leash back on to my collar. Wantonl... I press back against him drawing away for only a split second as his hand presses against the angry welt on my thigh. I relish the tingle as I press back into him and his hand strokes my thigh softly. He growls in my ear his approval “so hot, good girl” I move my hips back against his hardness and whimper “please, please” Thankfully the wall. I knew I was right when I saw the twin bullets of her hardened nipples protruding through the fabric covering them.Her hand caught his underneath and she motioned to him to cease his daring public attack. The lights below had long since given way to the formless oblivion of a cloudy night, and the thought of watching the two of them groping nearby sent a kind of thrill through me. I decided to feign sleep and see what developed.I pulled my blanket over me and turned off the reading light. If I. While Jeff was tugging at his tie, I stepped back and untied the cord holding my dress about my waist. You see, I was wearing one of those old wrap-around dresses that was held closed with about six feet of cord at my waist. As I said earlier, I hadn't updated my wardrobe in years. With the cord untied, I flung the front of the dress open wide. The only thing I wanted right now was to be as free of this dress and everything underneath it as quickly as possible. My maneuver failed. There were. "Ted can't..." her eyes are teary, "The scales. They're sharp." Oh." Ted can't touch her, I guess, without getting cut. My skin's damn near invulnerable, "Oh, LaTonya, I'm..." I'm at a loss, "I'm so sorry."She shrugs, "I just thought you should know."Then she kisses me again and I don't care who's wife she is or why she's here. She pulls away, working her lips down my body. I start to argue but when she wraps her lips around my erection, I groan. It's probably juvenile, but all I can think is.