The dress code of most fetish clubs is quite strict, and thisplace was no exception. 'PVC, leather, erotic costumes,lingerie, formal wear or cross-dre...s' it said on the website.She pulled up some photo pages and looked at some of the cross-dressers."You know hon, some of these cross-dressers are really sexy!"she said. It seems that our date was on."I'll go and find something to wear tomorrow, so I'll be home abit later than usual," she said. This would give me a perfectopportunity to put. Jeff did the same with Michelle so now both girls were kneeling at the table. Gently, he guided them around until both were facing him side by side.There is something inherently erotic about a woman kneeling in front of one, Jeff thought. Perhaps it was the position of servitude. Both women were gorgeous, Stephanie's beautiful sun-tanned perfection next to Michelle's exotic caramel-colored form. Both were toys he could play with as long as he wanted to and his cock ached to do just that.But. After two back to back marathon fucks, Laura is sane enough again, to want to check if EROS is still sailing safe.Standing but leaning on the dash, because her knees and thighs are still quivering, she eyeballs the radars, the course, glances across the other instruments, studies the electronic chart momentarily, and scans the horizon. Her eyes squeeze shut tight, and she moans, thrusting her ass back towards me. I just penetrated her pussy from the rear. Laura wants to stand watch? I’ll fuck. " Wow, how did you come up with the idea? We hadn't even thought about other uses outside of the grocery stores." When I was in Seattle, I bought a pack of gum at the grocery and asked about the bar code. When they told me how the scanner worked to recognize the pack of gum, I thought about the number of products that exist in a full-sized store, I thought that in time, they'd run out of codes. I did some math though and realized that there were hundreds of millions of possible codes. I thought.