I thought we could have a lot of fun together, exploring the city."Sharon chuckled. "I'll bet. But at some point, I'm just a third wheel." Nah, that w...n't happen."She snorted. "Yeah, right. I'm sure you'd have a much more romantic dinner with Tina alone than with me around." Well, probably. But I wasn't thinking of a romantic dinner anyway. More sexy and playful." Which would be..."I took a deep breath. "I was hoping you'd bring your garter belt. I love the idea of sitting at a table in a fancy. Hearing the sliding door open and close, combined with the click clack of canine nails on the kitchen tile, he realized that even if Carol and Max were late sleepers, Niki once again was up early in the morning. Making his way downstairs, clad in his casual weekend attire, he started the coffee before moving to the window and glancing out into the backyard.Panting a little from the sudden pleasure, Niki kept her legs parted and her hips tilted a little, as if presenting her open cunt for the. “He’s doing something to my hand!”“We don’t like guns,” I said.I walked over to Fred, who was still bent over, still scrabbling around trying to pick up his gun. I held up both hands to Phil.“I’m not a threat,” I said. “If I was a threat, you’d already be dead.”I leaned down, picked up Fred’s gun with two fingers. He stood up with me, looking furious and scared. I gently pushed his strong hand away from his body and put the gun back in his holster.“That’s where it needs to stay,” I said,. He saved her breasts for last. By the time his hands started massaging her boobs, her nipples had hardened. It was a lovely sight to see him oiling her breasts. Hubby was thoroughly enjoying it too as he his thumbs brushed gently over her stiff titties. When he had finished Anna, he started oiling me. It was quite a wonderful massage, his strong hands working the sun tan oil into my skin. He finished off, just like he had done to Anna, with my breasts, which he kneaded like dough. The.