Besides, it's not about wardrobe. Anyone canwear a dress. Looking good in it, and making a splash in the room takessome work. So you are mine until...the event, OK?"Ken and Cheree had guessed that Connie didn't consider Cheree to be asbright as she was. It was a source of frustration for her when Conniesaid things like 'Ken is so smart - I would love to hear what he thinksabout it.' "OK, Connie, you win. I am yours for the week. But I thinkyou sold Cheree short. I know you didn't say she. "No, not quite right! Roll over on your side and face me, please!" Alan did as she asked."Yes, much better! You know, the first time that I saw you, Alan, I couldn't believe how beautiful your eyes were, and looking at them still gives me goosebumps. Let's just assume that this is a one-off deal and may never happen again—I know you're a good friend to Kevin, but I'd very much like you to kiss me now; and not as a friend, lips, tongues, everything!" I don't know, Sarah—" Alan began to protest.. An hour and a half later she stood in front of the mirror and gave herself an approving nod. The pale gray dress was both modest and sophisticated. The slightly plunging neckline gave a hint of cleavage that was both accentuated and disguised by the bright red stones that hung from around her neck. The hem line was a bit shorter than she would have liked, but she pulled it off. A pair of red pumps made the outfit pop. It wasn’t that she didn’t like dressing up. She just preferred being able to. She licked the face, and her under arms, her right hand was rubbing the plumpy's pussy. Her left hand was behind the plum girls head, pulling her towards her. It went on for some time and she suddenly got up. Now I got the clear glimpse of her pussy. But it was bushy and I could see only the pubic hairs. She broadened her legs and stood right upon the plump girls face. With her left hand's middle finger she started masturbating hard, looking up to the sky, and rising her right hand towards the.