Room ko lock keya, or kapra badal kar foran drawz main sa book nikal le or apna bed par late gaee, upar kambal or leya. Book bahir sa blank thee, main... pehla page khola to us main kuch larkeyyan nangi theen jo apni choot or boobs par hath rakh kar action main kharee theen, maina doosra page khola to us main hide story thee, suhag raat ki. Maina parna shuru kar de, book main aik page par pics or doosree taraf story thee. Ya story parna sa mujha paseena ana laga or wahi huva jo rakhi na bataya. Fiona often came home and told me about hoe the blokes stared at her braless tits. Blatantly ogling her smooth cleavage and nipples. And how they used to rub past her at every opportunity grinding their cocks into her arse. This turned me on immensely thinking about Fiona getting fucked by more cocks. It was a Saturday evening and Id decided to hit the town with a few mates and have a real good piss up. The missus was having a girly in round her mates so I hit it hard. In my pissed up state I. I couldn’t do it by myself,” she said. “So now what?”“Now I need a shower, we need to pack, get breakfast, and get to LAX so we don’t miss our flight.”Jeri stood up.“Then there’s only one option. We shower together to save time.”“Jeri!” I sighed.She smirked, reached down, and pulled her nightgown up and over her head. She tossed it past me onto the carpet in the room, then turned and got into the shower and turned on the water. I couldn’t help but laugh. The other thing I couldn’t help but do. Watching her excites me. Anne's hand grips mine. When the stripper casts off her bra we see that the tassels are attached to her nipples. Some things are the same everywhere. Anne and I hold hands in my lap. The strip will be total. The tassels rotate as she pirouettes and slowly discards her short skirt. She has no panties. There is only a G-string which doesn't hide enough. Her thick bush is a darker reddish color. I imagine that it is Anne up there I am watching. Her hand is now clutching my.