The ladies, most of whom were dressed like any other club goers, filed off into the ladies room in packs, emerging wearing little or nothing. A thong ...anty and heels, a string bikini and boots, or just shoes and a smile were the outfits of choice.Not to be outdone, Karen smiled at me and filed off to do her part. As she returned, her tight body was accented by the glimmering, wet-look black, tie side bikini and the six-inch platform heels she was wearing. Onto the dance floor we went, spending. "I don't have the money lined up and I don't think we'll need it. If he needs to invite a small army, he's the only one who can afford it. And if he doesn't pay for it, he has no control." That was cruel not to invite him to the wedding." You do remember it was make believe?" he asked."Yeah," I said, convincing neither of us. "I can't believe you got away with that Exponent ad." By that time his troops were in such disarray he was looking for a way to retreat. He wasn't paying careful. Edwin frowned and punched in B69, bringing up the footage from the en-suite bathroom in Patricia's room. He punched 69 in next to the dial and rolled it back, seeing her in a high-speed blur in the shower, moving it back to play as soon as the maid appeared who'd cleaned the bathroom earlier. While he stroked himself in anticipation the maid finished her work, the lighting changed and Patricia appeared. Dressed only in a black thong, she walked up to the sink, her gorgeous breasts on display. My fingers slide slowly through your curly hairs and encounter the slick skin below. Your lips are swollen and as I cup you with my hand I can feel your wetness has seeped out and run down one of your thighs almost to the knee. God you are a vision! So hot, so turned on, and nothing has even started yet! I bring my hand out of your skirt and cup your face, giving you my finger that’s coated in your sweetness. You suck and lick my finger like it is my cock. My cock, which is rock hard and.