One evening we were invited by Louis for dinner. He was alone and wanted to treat us for the pleasure of our company. I said to Jenny that I thought ...he should not wear a bra and perhaps treat him in turn to a peek at her beautiful tits. She agreed after a bit of persuasion and said it depended on the opportunity and the atmosphere. So we went to dinner with her looking like she been cut out of a magazine with her nipples just faintly visible through her white top. Dinner was in the usual. Paul had no such problem. He had pulled the waistband down and his moisture-seeking heat missile was ready for launch. “My turn?” asked Paul. “Not this time, guys. Maybe later. I gotta get home and take a shower.” As she stood up I told her we had a very nice shower she could use. “Nah, I really need to get home. Can somebody loan me a long T-shirt and drive me?” I found her a knee-length T-shirt I sometimes wore to bed. Printed on the front were three lines: “Duck,” then “Truck,” then “Rhymes. Looking me in the eyes as we gave each other a few soft kisses he said he's really looking forward to anal sex but asked if I would like a massage first again. I replied saying that a quick back and neck massage would be amazing and then he can have his way with me. I placed my hand onto his cock which was already hard and waiting for me and said I really wish I could fuck you right now properly. He replied saying that next Saturday I'm all yours in anyway you would like me to be. And I replied. "It's really okay to... have sex with her?" Michael asked."As long as you can pay a hundred dollars," said Laura."I can," said Michael. He fished the money out of his wallet and handed it to Laura. "So... do you just leave me to it?"Laura blushed even deeper. "I want to watch," she said quietly.Michael couldn't resist. Laura looked so slutty, like a pink-haired fucktoy, but at the same time so cute and vulnerable. He stepped forward, wrapped his arm around her, and kissed her on the.