Sometimes women ask if they can possibly drop by in the evening to pick up a dress. That nearly always means that they want to be ravished. I oblige...them.Most of this does not happen with girls getting wedding dresses. (Bridesmaids, yes, sometimes. Usually the bride has picked out bridesmaid dresses that look ugly on some of the poor girls. I, of course, do my best to make them feel attractive.) But I have gotten blow jobs from brides. Helps their nerves to suck on something, I guess. . How about we have some spaghetti for dinner?" That would be great mom." She left for work and I was at school by 8:00 and Mrs. Hunter took me down to the textbook storage room and had me stack and re-shelve several boxes of textbooks. I worked hard trying to get everything right and was just finishing the last box when Mrs. Hunter came back into the room."That looks very nice John... good job!"I blushed a little at her compliment. "Thanks Mrs. Hunter. Actually it was fun." I looked at her. I curled it and began to rub her inner walls until I found her g-spot which she acknowledged with another gasp and I focused my attention on it while I still massaged her clit with the palm of my hand. Fuck, Tianna moaned, softly biting the knuckle of her finger to keep her volume down. Grinning i sucked on her neck gently biting down on it while tugging her breast with my free hand. Tianna leaned back against the wall as her groans grew louder persistently and her hands searching for something. Breanna's back was too me and Frank was looking down into her face. A glance over at the table where her friends were sitting showed that no one was looking my way. I took a quick look around and saw that a corner of the bar was in a dark area so I went over and took a seat at the bar. I ordered a Pabst Blue Ribbon and then sat there and watched.The number ended and Bree and Frank kissed. Not a quick peck, but a hot kiss on the lips and then they walked back to their table hand in hand. They.