She could feel the calluses on their hands. She had been correct after all; it wasn’t Dave’s hands that night. The limo stopped and picked ...p a new man. Andy reached up and started removing her panties. She saw herself u*********sly rise up to accommodate his efforts. She saw him take her panties and hold them to his face and breath in deeply with a smile of satisfaction. He then passed them forward to Dave who did the same thing. Andy then bent down and took a long lick at her. I wish I could make her understand just what I wanted to come here for. She wanted to go to the beach this weekend. Warm sand, bright lights, parties all night long, the Miami condo party weekend. I wanted to come here. It’s been decades but this is where my family use to come every fall, just as summers heat began to fade but before the cool nights begin. The Dragon is watching us. ‘I’m getting chilled.’ She says after the silence goes on for a minute without her speaking. Sitting up I open. This person was not only available but local as well. There was only one thing this model had that was an obstacle, a penis.Local clothing stores even those as large as Zelda's were having aterrible time finding models. All of the talented ones were either onthe coast, under contract, or way too expensive. The local modelsassociation or "teamsters" as she often referred to them were expensiveand sometimes unworkable. She always claimed the models took over acorrupt union and muscle organized. "Yes," I eagerly agreed as I turned to Margie and began undressing her. She offered no resistance and in fact helped me in her undressing."You're going to feel so incredibly crude and dirty, and bad and sinful sweetheart," David said to my wife as he watched me stripping her naked, then as I slid down her panties, which were the last item of clothing to come off, David exclaimed appreciatively to Margie, "fucking whore of Satan! you're fucking beautiful." My wife beamed at such words."You say.