"Glenna and her husband, Dean, are old friends of mine too... from back before I met you," Ashley offered, surprising Brad. He hadn't believed his wif... would explain anything. She shouldn't have. Ashley had a tendency to babble when she was nervous or caught out and she was on the verge of having that happen to her right now. She might say too much without realizing it."Oh, yeah?" Brad said, hoping he appeared to be disinterested. "I don't think I've met them, have I?" he asked. Her coarse pubic mound ground against the soft mound between the girl’s legs. Fire and velvet. Again. Higher this time, across her shoulder blades, her forward move grinding her tight tits against the soft mounds. Her thigh muscles tightened to keep her balance, rubbing against the girl’s soft skinned muscles.. ?Oh?? she breathed. Fire and velvet. The blows continued, causing a bizarre rhythm of fire and velvet. Both the woman and child sighed in their contorted rhythm as the officer circled. I walk over giving you a quick kiss and then spin away from you. Before I can take two steps away from you, you pull me against you. Placing one of your hands on my boob and the other on my hip you press your hard length against my ass. You ask what I've done all day. I tell you I cleaned, paid bills, and bought groceries. You begin to squeeze my boob moving your other hand from my hip to the front of my miniskirt, your fingers curling around the bottom hem. You ask if I was wearing the outfit. The two men had turned to get a better viewand when the barman returned with the drinks, he waspractically bending over the bar to get a better look.I drew Beth’s attention to her skirt and she hurriedlypulled it back over her legs. (AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}});By the time we had a couple more drinks, the place wasstarting to fill up. The bar area was quite crowdedwith people all around us. I then realised that it wasonly men that were standing around.