Slipping on my coat, I wonder how long I'm going to last without cumming."Fuck baby," I say as she once again giggles at me. "Do you think it's this s...nsitive with dudes trying to hide their shit?" I ask laughing."Probably more sensitive," she says as she leans in cupping my puss and squeezing."Fuck," I sigh, closing my eyes as I feel the pressure. "Poor bastards." Her grip loosens, and I lock the door.**A few hours later I walk toward the bar from the dance floor all flushed, sweat dripping. Ginny reached over and patted my hands. "Calm down, Edie. Calm down. Let's talk about tomorrow night," she said. She was so unruffled and composed."What are you going to tell him?" I'm ... I'm going to tell him I love him. I'm going to tell him I don't want a divorce and I will never betray him. I'll tell him it was all a bad dream and that I don't know what made me think I could hurt him like that." What else?" Oh ... he says he wants to be with me when I'm out at these functions. I don't know. ”Graham’s bellowing cackle is loud and echoing through the street. “Oh yeah? That’s kind of hot.” He squeezes my arm. “You know, I’m impressed how clear you’re able to speak when you’re trashed.”“I’m not trashed.” My heel decides to trap itself in a crack at that moment. “Just tired.”He crouches down to patiently maneuver my shoe out of trouble. He breathes out a hot laugh against my leg and I shiver.“You’re a funny girl, Virginia. A wasted girl, but a funny one, nonetheless.”We’re having a. The juices continued to provide excellent lubrication for Bills fingers as he worked her into a frenzy. Susan was gasping wildly, pushing back in his hand, forcing him deeper and deeper into her. She was on the cusp of a tremendous orgasm. Bill purposefully withdrew his hand from her hot steaming holes. This caused Susan to whimper a meek protest. Stringy juices followed his hand as he gave his raging cock a few twists for lube, then adjusted position to take her from behind. “Ready for.