On the long drive down to see my friend my cock was hard most of the way thinking about her staying in a hotel with me.About 8 hours later we got to m... friend's house, I knew my friend would want us both to stay there with him. So as soon as we got there I quickly booked a hotel with a double bed. I knew there would be no turning back once I had the hotel booked. Well, we were not there more than 30 minutes when my friend asked where we were staying, Trish my now wife said yes where are we. I quickly pulled my hand out of the dress and resumed pulling the sheet and blanket over her. It was winter so I thought she might get cold. As I closed the door and walked to my room, I got an urge to taste her. Like I said, I wasn’t going to take advantage of her, so I did the next best thing. I moved my finger-tips that were wet from her juices to my face. I was about to taste my closest friend’s pussy-juice. I licked the tips. ‘Oh dear god’ I murmured. It was the best ever tasted, and I’ve. She nodded once more and then headed back toward thefront of the bus. I turned off the TV and climbed off the bed, looking intothe mirror on the back of the bathroom door to make sure the wig was stillstraight. Stephanie had applied my makeup before the sound check, and itstill looked like it was in good condition.I sighed while looking out the window. The small group of students was stillthere, but it had grown since the lunch break had started. There was quite acrowd eating lunch out there. Brian’s brother Ralph and his wife Georgina had invited them over for a New Year lunch. Barnaby, Ralph and Georgina’s twenty-year-old son, would be there too. A second-year History student at Oxford, determined to get a good bachelor’s degree, he was home for the Christmas break. ‘Here at last!’ Anne exclaimed, switching the engine off. ‘Yes indeed.’ Brian undid his seat belt and leapt eagerly out of the car, keen to stretch his legs after an eighty-mile journey which, as usual, had taken an.