I took both of them in each hand and looked into her eyes."Have you been a naughty Girl Scout?" I asked."No, I have been very good," she almost whispe...ed."But you want very much to be naughty now, don't you? I asked, looking into her blue eyes."Oh please!" she begged. "I very much want to be naughty. I hate having to be so proper for the girls all the time. Please make me do naughty things"I smiled at her and thought for a minute. While I was thinking, she looked at me with such longing that I. Their trip was almost over. A single thought raced through her mind. What am I going to do? ********************* The next two days in Las Vegas passed quickly. Wednesday morning, Alan woke up and went back to his seminars. Marissa took the rental car and ran some errands. After a quickie and then lunch, the two were in the exhibition hall, closing a sixty-five thousand dollar deal on some equipment for the restaurant’s kitchen. Afterwards, he went back to his meetings, and she went back to. She told me she thought a 36a would work for me but that I needed to try it on. I was really embarrassed but agreed. She walked me to the dressing rooms and handed me the bra and panties. She said told me to try the panties on over my underwear. I closed the curtains and stripped down. My underwear had a wet spot and I was dripping pre-cum. I tried on the bra and slid the panties up my legs. I looked at myself in the mirror and loved it. I heard the lady outside of the curtain ask "everything. Her pussy grabbed his cock and held it like a vice while she let go of herself. Robert kept on pumping as best he could, and his own orgasm was about to explode out of him. Brenda felt dirty and slutty, and she loved it. What she was doing was so forbidden, so dangerous, and so delicious. She had to end it with something special, she thought. From the moans and groans, she knew he was on the verge of coming so she moved away from him and turned around. His cock slid out of her and he was about.