I drank but was far from drunk. Gary pulled up in the driveway, came around and opened my door to let me out. "Are you coming in?" I asked. "The kids ...ren't home." I smiled at him."No, I don't think so, not this time. Thank you for coming with me. I had a wonderful time and you looked so beautiful." He leaned over and gave me a gentle kiss. It was our first kiss since I don't know how long.I wanted to tell him that I really wanted him and to take me and make love to me but I knew better. We. " A third finger joins the first two, and she can't help pushing back against my hand, even as she cringes at the idea of her sensitive clit with a ring through it. As quickly as they went in, the fingers are gone, and her clit throbs with an invisible piercing. She feels me pull away from her, and start to sit up, but I push her down. " Don't move," I say. I gently trace the inside of her thighs with my fingertips, making her shiver. " If I wanted to tattoo you, I would, but I won't." I say. ". But first we first had to log their car registration into the system so we couldn't just sneak past reception. We were all comfortable about talking to the young female receptionist butI'm sure she had seen it all before and knew exactly what we were going to be doing all afternoon. I'll just break off from the story at this point to mention my fantasy that one day the receptionist will be a mature slut-wife herself who will recognize the signs, flirt with us in reception, and with a twinkle in. I tried as best I could to keep my face from being seen but pictures of my bung hole and the third guys penis was their main concern. Once they had taken all the pictures they wanted the third guy instructed them ' ... get ready to have some fun. I'm gonna make this Bitch want us to fuck him every time he thinks about us! ... ' To my horror the first two return to our side and took hold of my arms and wrist as the third gripped my shoulders and started to slid his tool back and slam forward.