I don’t want Rell to be able to get anything from anyone else that he can’t get with me. We go up to the room and start setting the room up. I set...the toys beside the bed and light some candles. I spray the linen on the bed with more of my perfume. I get out my camera and massage oil. I put in a CD to set the mood and notice that it’s almost 9:00. I tell my friend to start getting ready. I undress and am wearing a black thong, a black bra that has my titties pushed up the way he likes and a low. But he felt his pants starting to restrict the beginnings of one.Looking up he realised she’d moved off. ‘Good God!’ he muttered again as he watched the twin globes undulate, barely constrained by the thin fabric that covered them, as she walked off down the isle. Self-consciously, Greg reached down to adjust himself inside his pants and hoping no-one had noticed what he was doing, turned into a cross isle, abandoning the vision which he found so alluring ? after all, he didn’t want to end up. Now fully naked, his virile lance protruding from him at a harsh 90-degree angle, Paul stepped over to the shower. He opened the door, stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Their eyes were locked, gazing upon each other through the steamy shower spray. Paul shuffled slightly until he was standing toe-to-toe with Marcy. The tip of his cock brushed lightly through her bush and even across the ticklish skin of her mons. Their breath was ragged, excited, becoming more and more so with each. He noticed Tim with his newhairdo wearing the pink chiffon scarf now tied in a knot under his chinas he walked along, the baseball cap in his hand at his side now heldwith long gloss red manicured fingertips.An hour and a half later after another bubble bath complete with Nairtreatment, Tim was dried, perfumed, powdered and properly made up thenback in his bedroom once again as Ms. Lawrence flittered about the roomselecting a white lace trimmed nylon tailored slip and a proper vintagehouse.