She slipped onto the bed and, looking at me, she said, ‘Go and hang the “do not disturb” sign outside.’ I went to find my dress but she said, ...��just do it.’ So I did. I was as quick as I could be and, so far as I know, unseen. When I locked the door and turned back to her she was grinning.‘Join me.’I lay by her side and she leaned over me to kiss me. Her hands explored me, cupping my breasts, rolling my nipples, stroking my flesh. Her fingers entered me as we kissed but all the while my arms. I felt myself react and began to regret wearing such tight jeans. As the music played, we inched closer together until our bodies began to bump into each other. She asked me my name and told me hers was Paula. I watched her body as she swayed her full hips, the skirt hanging off them so erotically. As our bodies touched more and more often, she began to grind her pelvis into me, her shorter legs meant that it was just below my groin. I reached down and pulled her closer and she wrapped her arms. With her long, wavy black hair, her emerald green eyes, and her dazzling, white smile, Jenna oozed sexuality. And that’s exactly what they had been fighting about: Jason would love to see this dress on any girl — any girl EXCEPT his wife. It was a slutty, fuck-me-fast and fuck-me-hard outfit, not an image he wanted other men to have of his new bride. And it was typical if the outfits Jenna wore all the time, as of late. They had been having this same fight, or one very similar to it, on and off. Then, seeing the object in Justin's hand, the look of disappointment quickly turned to excitement. Not saying a word, the girl opened her legs for Justin as he approached her awaiting pussy. A quick slap landing directly on her vulva reminded her not to do anything on her own, and she quickly returned her legs to their prior position.Justin spread them himself, one at a time, as he looked onto his best friend's cleanly shaven pussy. Then, gently spreading the folds of her womanhood, Justin.