A little more to the left, perfect."Mr. Kenneth looked over to me and pointed to the chair.I walked over and sat down."Miss Susie, the towel please."S...sie handed him a large bath towel, which he draped over my chest andshoulders. He went to his bag and undid the clasps. Instead of openinglike a regular suitcase, only the top half separated and three trays oneach side popped up. He took out a large binder clip and used it tohold the towel together. He then took out a comb with a long,. I kept looking in the mirror and could see him kissing Daisy and sucking on her tits, with his hand between her legs, obviously working her hot cunt.When we got there, they were really into it. He was finger fucking her, and I could see his fingers glistening from her wetness. Daisy was arching her back for him so he could go deeper into her.Then I watched as Greg pulled out his cock. He looked into my eyes in the rear-view mirror with a look to ask me if it was ok. I asked, "Daisy, are you. We live pretty nearby to each other so were always going round to each others houses. His girlfriend would always compliment me when I saw her and would always insist on hugging me, she always wanted to take photos with me too. I was in a relationship at the time so I thought nothing of it but the more I look back, the more I realise what was going on. After a few beers my friend once jokingly said to me that we should swap partners when we got back. We laughed at the time as my ex actually. Julie didn't figure that part out until later. My wife looked stunning in that gown and she knew it. Julie didn't look cheap, she didn't look slutty, she simply looked stunning. For $55 bucks on sale, we had the perfect gown. And Julie started calling it the Prom dress she never got to wear.When all was said and done though this trip was costing me a fortune, because to get and stay in the right frame of mind, my wife wanted all the right accessories. New dress shoes, elbow length gloves,.