"People... people would see my legs... and my stockings... people will think..." What will they think, Doris?" Jack said. Doris bowed her head. "I fee...... I feel I'm so... exposed," she managed to say with a tone of anguish. "I couldn't go anywhere dressed like this." Well, we're going, Doris," Jack said harshly. "I've ordered the taxi, it will be here in a minute. It's a warm night, you won't need a coat."The taxi arrived and we all climbed aboard. With Doris in the back of his cab, I hoped. But that all changed quite suddenly. As she lazily watched the screen a woman approached a young bespectacled man sat on a chez-longue in an opulent room in a sumptuous Italian villa. Lit only by candle light the woman whispered in the mans ear and the camera then followed her hand. Fiona’s eye’s widened. Her hand slipped down to the guys trousers. Visible through the creases she could clearly make out the contours of his cock. The actresses eyes widened in anticipation. Fiona’s widened in. I ate her pussy for about 10 minutes where I felt her thighs tighten against my cheeks several times. She told me to stop, which meant she was too sensitive. We were both so worn out and relaxed that we just dozed off to sleep. The next day was Saturday, and my wife wasn’t in bed when I came to. I stumbled down to the kitchen where she was sitting drinking coffee, I walked to the coffee pot and poured a cup of coffee. As I walked past her to sit down at the table, she stopped me, grabbed my. As it got more crowded, the house became hotter. The girl I was dancing with said she wanted to go outside and get some air. We both went out there and started to talk. I started to forget about Andy and Brie, but I also started to realize how drunk I was. I had to go the bathroom bad, so I told the girl to wait for me there while I went inside.I walked in and I didn't see Andy or Brie on the dance floor, but I wasn't really looking for them, I really had to go take a piss. I went to the.