The problem is that Chuck and Lisa have another concert on the Riviera. I know it's only a minimum of a twenty-four hour trip to get to Nice where the...yacht club is, but that means they aren't going to be able to practice until late Tuesday or Wednesday at the earliest. Chuck, do you think you and Lisa should fly there? Maybe you could fly with the band if you think you'll need the extra practice."Chuck was nodding and said, "I keep forgetting about another concert on the Riviera. Somehow, I. Over... a little further.Well, I wouldn't be bending over for much in this bloody corset, but itwas still my pantied ass on display, and tired as hell I still wasn'tvery happy about it. But what could I do? I'd already had mymasculinity-reaffirming hissy fit last night; K didn't seem to betalking much to me as it was; and I was too exhausted to argue thepoint. So I stepped into the little pool of fabric at my feet and slidit up my legs and over those surprisingly flared hips. Without thecorset. His head went down to suckle on my right mammary while his hand played with the left one, alternately pinching and caressing. My hands held his mouth tight to my chest. I've loved the sensation of lips on my boobs from the first time that Ric had fucked me.I could feel the Reverend W. fumbling with his belt and then heard the zip as he opened his fly. At the same time, I unzipped my own slacks and let them drop to the floor. He stepped out of his shoes and let his slacks follow mine. I was down. As I came out of the kitchen, she was leaning into the crib, adjusting the now once again asleep babys blanket. Her bikini top was loose, and I could clearly see her tits. I once again had a hard-on, and this time she looked up and saw me lookingthen she looked at my shorts and blushed. I went to her, saying I am so sorry, I should not have been watching you. She told me it was o.k., and then started crying again. She sobbed that she knew Jake had another girlfriend. I took her in my arms and.