Sure enough a pink-handled razor was on the edgeof the sink along with a container of shaving gel.Michelle stepped out of his sandals and skirt, remov...ng the blouse for goodmeasure. He looked around, and realized that he would have to climb into theshower, so he removed his panties and bra as well. He took advantage of theopportunity to take a leak, standing before the toilet and watching his urinestream into the bowl.Once in the shower he wet his legs with warm water and applied the gel. Itwas. She worked very hard for the money she had, and James knew that, but James did not know that all her society friends were made through business contacts and not from a childhood spent at the best boarding schools or family connections. She had made a career out of making the rich even richer, and that had earned her a place at their parties and lunches, but that did not make her one of them. She knew James wouldn’t care how she made those connections, and how she found herself at the party. I had never felt like this and wanted it to last. But damn, my juices were flowing continuously and I could not get enough of this monster dick of his. I knew that I was wet enough and started to really ride him. I hoped that we could go on forever. I had crossed the incest barrier and I was not going to cross back over. I just kept riding him like a wild bronco.After about 30 minutes of this wild riding Ron took me off of him. I started to cry and begged him to put it back in."Ron please, I. My husband was a little drunk and after saying goodnight to George, he crawled into the back seat of the car. As we were trading numbers we heard my husband’s light snoring, he had actually fallen asleep in the few minutes we were at the car. “Did he really fall asleep that fast?” George asked. I joked and replied “Yup, he always falls asleep as soon as his head hit’s the pillow, or the arm rest in this case.”George and I chatted for a couple of minutes outside the car, the parking lot.