It had been the same last night when they had changed into their sleepwear and Susie had pointed out the easiest way to remain in closecontact would b... for one girl to dress the other and then vice versa.They whimpered, knowing that dressing one another meant lots morephysical contact and arousal."Don't touch my thighs! You know how sensitive they are now, especiallyaround the belt area," pleaded Mark as Trixie slid the tartan kiltskirt up his legs. "Ohhhhh..." he moaned suddenly as Trixie's. Her face had one of the most wanton expressions of being turned on I had seen in a long time. Her eyes kinda ready to roll into the back of her head and her mouth partly open and the tongue licking the left side of her lips. ‘I’m looking at your wet pussy’ ‘Do you like it? Does it taste good? Did you like sucking on my cunt?’ She asked in rapid succession. ‘I wanna fuck you right now, god, your pussy tastes so good and I want to be inside your pussy right now’ She pulled my head up to her. But he's probably going to be calling me every ten minutes to see if I'm practicing."Arlene suddenly pointed. "Oh, look, the waiter is holding the phone out for you now. It's your dad."Arlene laughed as Richard fell for it and looked for a second, before turning back to frown at her."You suck."She grinned, and then wistfully asked about the hour. Richard showed her his watch, hoping she would misread it. She didn't."I'm really having a good time, like always, but I guess I should think about. Wouldn’t notice. She looked at the clock. 3:53. she had to leave in seven minutes. She put on her pants.“I have to go.” She said, face still flushed. “I told him I worked until 4.”Dressed only in his boxers, Keenum followed her to the door. He watched her bend over in those tight pants and slips her bare feet into those shoes. She seemed to be bent over in front of him forever! He couldn’t disguise the tent that he had built in his underwear; it was a good thing she wasn’t looking at him! When.