Peter suddenly realised what thesituation was, and blushed, his mother told him she would need to washhis slip, and could get him some proper nighties...if he would like towear them instead of pyjamas.She then left the room, Peter groaned, he couldn't blame this on anyoneelse; he had chosen to wear the slip. He got dressed, and wentdownstairs, taking the slip with him, and dropped it into the washbasket. The feel of the material was really nice, he found himselfwondering if it would be clean when. To this day it's the best pussy I've ever been in.I rubbed her soft legs and stomach while she eased herself onto me, her velvety folds caressing my length. She steadied herself on my chest while she tried to pick up speed. Getting the hang of it, she moved faster and faster until I was no longer fucking Jennifer Lawrence. Jennifer Lawrence was fucking me.No longer needing me for support, she moved her hands to her swollen tits and squeezed them, pinching her nipples. She moved faster still,. “What is she being punished for?” Brad asked. Rod told him. “Never seen a woman play with herself before.” Doug commented. “I used to watch Sal a lot. She really got into it didn’t she Rod?” Rod nodded and looked at his watch. “Would you like to watch her lads?” he asked. “She has time to put on a show for us.” “Please don’t make me do it, sir,” Marie cried out. Rod stepped closer and drew back the belt. A loud yell filled the room. “What was that Marie?" “Sorry sir,” she sobbed. . Being old friends, they proposed to go to a famous strip club which was a 3 minute walk from where we were. Of course I accepted. Once we got there, the vibe was not right … there were a lot of foreigners and ladies didn’t knew how to take your money faster. I really do not enjoy that kind of atmosphere … so after 10 minutes we decided to go in a near bar for a last drink and then to go to the hotel. When I reached the hotel I was tipsy, entering the lobby I saw a gorgeous woman wearing a black.