They’d had plenty to drink so Buffy got down to business. She unbuttoned her blouse and turned around to let him unfasten the bra she wore only for ...upport. When she faced Jeb her husband saw his breath being sucked in and his eyebrows rise at the sight. “My God! They’re beautiful!”She gave him a little kiss and murmured, “Do you remember what I told you on the dance floor? I want to see what you brought to the party.” He stripped and saw that her husband was getting naked also. Buffy wiggled. I slid my hand slowly up and down his thick shaft, and I could feel it start to get a little firmer in my hand. My own cock was now fully erect, which he took note of once again.“Just like the other guy I met, you seem to really be enjoying stroking my dick, but I bet you’ll like the taste of it even more,” he said. He reached into his locker and pulled out a folded towel. He dropped it on the ground in between us.“Why don’t you kneel down on this and just try licking it?”I should have known it. ‘No, I don’t think so. Who are you and what’s this about? I’m a busy man.’ George was starting to feel a strong need to get away from this man and the conversation. ‘I’m sorry George, how rude of me, we weren’t formally introduced, my name is Mr Petersen and you are the man who met with an associate of mine on Friday evening? You remember her? Her name is Clarissa?’ Kristoff kept his voice low and calm but George’s reaction was near panic as his head whipped around to see who had heard the. His fingers gripped the hem of the dress and pushed the material up her thighs until it gathered around her waist. His fingers slid along the nylon hold-ups then caressed the strip of naked flesh. He moved his hands up under the dress, cupping her arse cheeks. He lifted her up and she slid her ass back to rest on the edge of the wash hand basin. His fingertips scrabbled; tugging, pulling and sliding as he ripped the damp cotton down her thighs. Her panties dropped on the floor.Their tongues.