Jeff was right behind her saying, “Lily, stop that!” pulling her off me. She waved goodbye as my wife wiped my lips clean. She gave me a nice kiss... I went up and reminded Brian, who was driving, that we were taking people straight to their homes.“After paying out all that money, how much did the GSS make on the tour, Michael?” he asked keeping his eyes on the road ahead... “Net, before hotels, almost $189,000,000, that’s better than four million dollars a day in profit, not bad for doing what. “John, we don’t have time. The babysitter will be here any minute,” she said softly.“Oh, Angela’s already downstairs!” I exclaimed softly, suddenly remembering what I’d so recently done with the babysitter (or to the babysitter). But instead of remorse, I found I was even more aroused by the thought of fucking my wife after I’d recently fucked Angela. I pushed my finger deep into her pussy as I pressed my erection against her ass. “We have time. Besides,” I added. “I bet you like knowing she. He heard the shower being turned on, and the soft pattering against the glass door to the shower of cascading water. As she gently hummed a tune under her breath, as she did every morning, he thought of her undressing for her shower and bit his lip lightly… lowering the dressing gown; it brushed her hips, revealing her secrets from the night before, and her soft, warm skin.He envisaged her face; petit and bearing that incredible smile she always wore, in all perfect proportions her sapphire. I might have been able to keep my arms covered at work but there was no way I would be able to just cover these at work, but it was too late now the glue had set and they were stuck. "Don't just stand their little miss helpless your not done yet, put your stockings and dress back on." As I pulled the stockings on I could not believe how great they felt on my hairless legs. Once my dress was back on she told me to come over to the vanity and sit down.She cleaned off what was left of my makeup.