This isn't like Friday: We're not drunk; we're not issueing sexy strip-tease commands. I undo the remaining buttons on my dress and watch whileWayne t...kes off his polo shirt and jeans, his socks and boxers. He'snaked in front of me in no time, and I'm strangely reminded of the girlsthis morning in the gym -- this shouldn't be awkward. This is whathappens now. We're following a script together. I'm a littledisappointed to notice his cock is only a little hard and have to shakemyself at how crazy. “I can’t believe I’m wearing such a revealing dress in public,” she commented turning side to side. “I feel so fucking sexy, my pussy is already becomming wet.”“I think you look super sexy and will get plenty of attention tonight.”Cathy received lots of stares as they walked hand in hand towards Chandler’s restaurant. Once inside Dan announced his reservation and they were escorted to their table. Most every adult within viewing distance looked at her and quietly commented about the dress she. ”“I ... I don’t know,” she whispered, looking away. I saw Mary’s expression, a sad, knowing, caring look. “We want you back, Lisa,” Mary said. Andy stroked Lisa’s face, pushing the coal-black hair back in a loving gesture. The three of them whispered as I again drifted off in my own thoughts, only to come back to the present in the traffic around the airport.As I killed the engine in the parking lot, Mary unlocked Lisa’s collar. “No. Please, let me keep it,” Lisa whispered, stroking her neck. As he walked towards one of the toilets, he glanced again at me and moved his head in the direction of the loos. I told my friend I had to pee again and I’d be back in a minute. Walking into the bogs, I saw the chav lad entering a cubicle and glancing around. Spotting me he went in and left the door open. I walked in. He had dropped his pants and was bent over the loo. I closed and locked the door, stoped my pants and ranked my semi into a boner. He moaned slightly as I slid my 6.5 inch uncut.