” Sasha tells her. “I was thinking the same damn thing” says Claire. The gorgeous women giggled at themselves. “I feel like I am on a date.”...Claire tells her. “I know what you mean.” “Can I ask you a question Claire? What would you be doing now if this were a date?” The women turned to each other and the heat began to intensify between them. Claire leaned in and planted a sensual open mouth kiss on Sasha’s glossed lips. Her hands wandered over her breast and made their way to the edge of. "No," answered Darlene. "Too valuable... much too valuable. The combination of Beth and Ken are very, very rare." What about Carmen Schafer? Why not switch to her?" She might work, but her husband likely will not. We don't know enough about them to judge anyway. They have only been in the club once and my gut tells me that she wasn't fully under when she raised her hand the other afternoon. I think the bitch is just an ordinary exhibitionist. I think she was just playing along... showing her. Fran stares at me. “I dare you to hold this over your face and lie down” She throws Dan’s t-shirt at me. I’m nervous but I’m not going to chicken out. I hold it in place and lay flat. I hear movement and whispers but can’t figure out what’s going on. All of a sudden I feel a hand on my ankle working it’s way slowly up my shorts. It doesn’t stop. It goes under my shorts leg and gets ever closer to my balls. With a couple of finger tips it tickles the lowest point of my sack for a few seconds. When I pulled her hair, Robin’s toes curled in response and she became even more desperate to have my cock in her pussy. As I bottomed out inside her warm, wet gash, Robin’s breath became shallow and she screamed my name several times in a row. One thing that I knew for sure: David and Leon had better prepare for me to visit or invite her over for a roll in the hay on a regular basis, though I would reward them for curbing their jealousy.Speaking of David and Leon, they were both quite pleased.