It was impossible to have one’s own space. As I fidgeted and tossed about in the darkness, trying to find the right angle for sleep, Miranda finally...spoke up. ‘Oh, for heaven’s sake, Deke! Roll towards me.’ When I didn’t move, she moved herself up against me, both of us on our backs. ‘Now give me your hand,’ she instructed, not waiting for compliance but grabbing my hand that was farthest from her, ‘and roll onto your side,’ she said, pulling my arm to guide me. As I rolled, so did she,. I am anxious to get those lovely tits in my hands.”June blushed and giggled. “I did say I’d put myself in your hands, didn’t I?”They then walked arm in arm to Henry’s car and headed out to dinner. Henry took June to one of the nicer restaurants in town. They were seated next to each other at a corner table. Henry ordered steak and lobster for both of them and a bottle of wine.Even though they both knew why she was with him, Henry wanted to seduce his date. After all, June wasn’t a teenager, and. I promised that I would pound her backside until she surrendered her last bastion of privacy to my demanding cock.Anne was wearing a long ballroom dress of red silk and I was reasonably certain she would be wearing no undies beneath the flowing folds. She was a bit of a tramp in those matters and never hesitated to spread her cheeks for my full viewing pleasure. The American girl was also a decadent receiver of spirited spanking action and she was never as happy as when she was bent over a knee. Sandy had cleaned up the supper dishes while Tom spent about 30 minutes with her boys and she'd even slipped to the doorway leading into the den, watching as Tom got down on the floor with her boys almost as though he was their father. That endeared Tom to her as much as her anticipation of spending the evening in Tom's sexually hungry arms had already begun to get her aroused and she could feel her nipples pressed hard against the cups of her bra. Before Tom managed to wrest himself away from.