.. Whoa!”“Actually, I thought you might like to eat out, and then we could order in.”Peter’s eyes opened wide. “That sounds even tastier!”...and pulled Lauren over to the couch. He circled around behind her, stroking her sides, then undid the clasp on her bra and tugged it off. Kneeling in front of the brunette, he pulled her thong down to reveal her closely shaved pussy. Lauren gasped as he leaned in to kiss her pussy lips, then sank back onto the couch and spread her legs wide.Heather may have. ”Then I heard what sounded like the sound of soft clothes and towels being dropped down onto the bathroom floor. You’ve got to be kidding me, I thought. Is my bro really about to lay the moves on his girl in the bathhouse? What a fucking creep. A part of me hoped somebody else would come in here and whip his tail, or both of their tails, to be honest; I kinda had a thing for that.“What about John?” she asked.Oh fuck. I think I came a little extra just by hearing her say my name.“He’s still. Stroked it. The same waxy feel, but it seemed hotter than the otherparts of her I mused. I pushed the cock back up against her stomach andpulled the knickers back into place a little shocked and confused.Looking sidelong at the frilly pink dress I made the decision, pickingher up in my arms I carried her upstairs and laid her on my bed beforereturning for the dress. Somehow it did not seem right to take off hercorset and knickers so I picked some of my own to match the dress. Pinkopaque. “You're right and I'm very pleased with her performance tonight.”“Thank you.”“But we're gonna have to work on how you handle your purse,” she went on.“What was wrong with it?”“You carried it like it was a bag of tools.”“Sorry.”Over the next half hour, Nancy had me practising carrying my purse. I quickly learned that there was more to it than just grabbing and going. That there seemed to almost be a ritual in opening and retrieving an item, and of course being mindful of the security of the.