Standing back, I surveyed the outfit, deciding that it was the perfect mix of seduction and class. I quickly blow dried my hair, the full, heavy weigh... drifting around my shoulders as I flipped my head back, standing up straight. My hair has a natural soft wave to it and it lent a bit of soft, innocence to my look that I decided to keep. A quick brush of eye shadow to darken my eyes followed by a glossy red lipstick finished the look. I noticed I still had four minutes to spare as I glanced at. Mary was in the kitchen keeping track of the connections. Robert and Carol were connected by the end of the soup course. Ted had seconds on soup so he connected up right now. Betty and Mary loved the corn and connected on that. John was a meat and potatoes kid. He loved the gravy. Alice and Fran, the twins, were the stickers. They hate tomato soup, They hate mashed potatoes, they don't drink milk, gravy is bad for you, they had three servings of meat, and they loved bread and butter. I think. Her soft hands squeezed and pinched my nipples. I reached around and grabbed her ass.“Fucking lesbian!” Mike said. “No wonder she wasn’t interested in me.”“Not a fucking lesbian,” I said to him.“Neither am I,” Sandy saidWe both stared at each other and what followed was a blending of bodies as we quickly undressed each other in front of the men. She immediately went to the floor as she began to lick and suck on my soaking pussy.I could tell the guys were hard as they watched. “Are you just. "He turned out of the driveway and turned east and they drove slowlydown the road with Regina, Amy, and Lillian calling out for Michelle.After an hour of fruitless searching, Elbert said, "We are going tosee Pastor Robertson he might have a suggestion."They drove to the parsonage and they all went to the door.They rang the doorbell and Mrs. Robertson answered the door andElbert said, "We need to see your husband."Pastor Robertson said, "Hi, how can I help you?"Elbert asked, "Have you seen.