‘Are you ready in there?’ ‘Almoosttt…I just can’t…’ and then the voice — Reema’s — trailed off. Moments later, the change room lo...k snapped open and Reema stepped out. Cassie clapped her hands. ‘Ah! You look awesome-tastic.’ Reema looked down at her barefoot form. She wore a very snug pair of Marcelo Burlon skinny jeans with slashes exposing her knees and a somewhat looser, ruby red T-shirt with a plunging — although not too plunging — neckline. She wiggled her hips to get her range of. Both of us had sex with her a few times. I was right. Gretchen had just the dream pussy for me, and she was so sweet and loving about sharing it. I didn't care if she did me or not, but she did, and I came for her like a Guatemalan volcano!.On the bus ride to Miss Hanscomb's, way out in Eagle Rock, I was so dreamy and tired. Gretchen had found a pink polyester blend business outfit, with a little jacket and a fitted pink skirt. I had a white blouse to go with it. I wasn't so sure about all that. She still wanted to draw this out and maybe give him a little more teasing.Sara worked her clit against the base of his cock feeling pleasure pour through her body from the friction. She knew from the look on his face and the small groans that escaped his lips that he wouldn't be able to take much more of this teasing. Sara placed her head on his shoulder and whispered into his ear "take me to bed daddy"...Mark had been on edge from the very moment he woke the next morning and found himself in. As the bar got more crowded, I started to slide my hands under her dress and lifting it just a bit so the fellas could see. I turned her towards me and kissed her and that's when I felt her pussy getting wet so I looked over her shoulder at the guys and licked my fingers. This turned her on, making her stand slightly bent leaning forward with feet apart. On the other side the bartenders were getting a view of all her cleavage and the attention was increasing her breathing, as I saw her chest.