Should I save a dance for you, General?"Reynolds laughed as he answered, "That is a condition of this sale! Each of you ladies must reserve a dance fo... the "General" and I will hold you to it." Emerson, I should tell you that Ellen Lander is in Santa Fe and will probably be at the ball. It wouldn't be like her to miss it," Reynolds concluded. "She has been asking about you, trying to find out anything she can. Of course, I told her nothing, as I promised, but she has the resources and. The way she licked the drops of it, I knew she was such a pleasure giving whore. But I was spent to do anything else. We sneaked out of the ladies room and she said she had to go home. She had given her body to me which was everything a girl thinks as a treasure but won’t give me her phone number. It was strange but I understood that she didn’t want to be disturbed.We left the pub without buying any drinks, although I believe she had her favorite drink for free. We planned to meet at the coffee. We had shared some photos of our wives and over time they become even more explilcit. I had showed him views of her nude...close ups of her pussy and even a few of her giving me a blowjob.....I had also see photos and even videos of his wife. Now for the first time we saw each others wives. HIs was even hotter than I imagined....and he gave me a nod after I introduced mine...I could tell my wife was a little uncomfortable with the vibe buzzing away in her pussy and she took his hand and shook. The insistent hand exerted more pressure, compelling her to drop in front of the growing bulge in his jeans. Her hands latched onto the folds of cloth at his hips, pulling on them as she sank down, teetering on those white heels. The denim hooked on his flank and tugged him forward so the fabric brushed her lips. Her fingers, still clenched to the cloth, pushed them down his legs, dusky red head bouncing out at her, to be caught by his grasp again. The downward pressure released from her.