One of them, a baby blue in color, I called my ‘Marilyn Monroe’ dress. The neckline plunged deeply in front and back, and the skirt was full. It w...s of a simple cut, and was a definite eye catcher. I had tried it on at the store, and it had looked pretty good. Now it looked only obvious. The second dress was long, and silky. It was white, and backless. The front had a choker style collar. The skirt was full, but fell gracefully. The only jewelry it needed was my gold bracelet and earrings. I. Jack certainly had confidence, I would give him that. Of course, I was about to give him a lesson in arrogance he wouldn’t forget. Jack didn’t seem to realize he was dealing with a bitch-on-wheels, and I was more arrogant before breakfast than Jack could match all day. ‘Well, Jack, you’re wrong on both counts. Not that I’m surprised…inbreeding does catch up sooner or later, doesn’t it? Not only am I going to get the home association to ban undesirable dogs like your mongrel from the park, I’m. "Beautiful, darling," she whispered. "It's just fucking beautiful."I was fucking her hard and deep feeling my own climax approaching, I reached a hand around her front and found the swollen nub of her clitoris."I'm cumming, mum," I gasped and squeezed her clitoris gently, she wiggled her bottom sexily and I felt the rectal muscles inside her squeezing me."Let me feel it, Johnny, come on baby shoot it, give me your spunk."Ramming two fingers into the swamp that was her cunt, I let myself go, and. Humans are, after all, creatures of habit. Throughout our dinner, we had been discreetly petting each other under the table. By the time we had finished dinner, Dawn's panties had become soaking wet with her pussy’s juices. That's when she provided that little blue pill that improved our pleasure during our last date. After dinner, which included a couple glasses of wine, Dawn said she wanted to pass on the dancing and go straight to our room. She said she hadn't been touched since the last.