” Then he said something I wasn’t expecting “Stand up and take off those panties baby and show the man your pussy.” At first I replied “Baby... you don’t want me to do that” although I was so stoned that the thought turned me on. Terry took my hand and pulled me up off the couch, moving me over in front of him. Slipping his hands up under my nightgown, he pulled my panties down and as they fell to the floor, I stepped out of them. Moving his arm between my legs, he pushed until I spread them. "You are so thoughtful," she said, taking a big gulp of it. Then she planted a nice long kiss on Bradley's lips. Holding him close, she whispered in his ear, "You look so hot in that tux. You are making my pussy really wet." Now Bradley needed a big gulp of his drink. The bride and groom moved out onto the floor for their first dance, and soon were joined by the wedding party. Trina and Bradley held each other especially tight, Trina's breasts pressed against Bradley's chest, their pelvises. Summers asks, glancing over at the two of you sitting on the bench."Sure thing, Mom," Jerry nods, hopping up eagerly to help her.You join him, gathering up the scattered bats and balls, all the time sneaking glances at Mrs. Summers. She's wearing short white shorts today, showing off her toned and tanned legs to good effect, the white shorts tight enough that you're pretty sure you can see her panty line through the sheer nylon. With the three of you working, you have all the equipment gathered. I am not mad at you and I don't think any less of you. If I was mad at you Miss Moore, you would be sitting in the unemployment office instead of this one. "Yes, I want to go to lunch with you. And not a 'business lunch' either. I want to go to lunch as two good friends. Are you interested?" he said."Yes! Oh yes, Sir! I would love to go to lunch with you!" she said, standing up quickly. She forgot about the chain and almost tripped, but Peter caught her and held onto her."Easy there, Miss.