I ran my hand lightly over her bum to check if some wetness had seeped through. 'I'm wearing nylon,' she winked. 'I always do when I don't wear pant...es.' 'You're a hypocrite,' I said in mock shock. 'Come on, I do have needs, you know.' We had hardly let ourselves in through my door than she was all over me. We kissed, her soft hand fondling me through my denims. I was beginning to ache from the pressure of my penis against my shorts. She freed me and grasped my blood-engorged shaft in her. Janet squirted some lotion on my shoulders and began massaging me, showing Peg how to work my shoulders and back, especially my lower back where I'd been having the most discomfort lately.It really was quite lovely, even kind of sexy, though, of course, my wife was right there, even doing some of the massaging. I'd never really had much sexual interest in Janet even though she was pretty, more or less a slightly younger version of my wife.With Peg and me, the last few years had seen her. Brittany looked around again as though someone must surely be watching through the window. Lisa could see her train of thought.“The windows are tinted Honey and we’re high enough up.”That was enough for Brittany; she promptly undid her jeans, kicked off her shoes then pushed her jeans down her legs. She was naked from the waist down and the last of her inhibitions had been thrown aside with her jeans. She turned side on with her back leaning against the door. She raised her leg up onto the. He dressed up in a casual Armani shirt, and light kakhis. In addition, was at Tanya’s door at seven thirty sharp, with a nice bunch of red roses. When Tanya opened the door, she just astounded him. She was dressed in a black cocktail dress that was not too short, but was draped on her in such a way, that it highlighted her perfect figure. The dress had a halter neck, which left her back open until just about her ass, and left a little opening at the front, which showed the perfect amount of.