They both finished about the middle of the pack. As we finished our plates of food, our server came around to collect empty plates. I see that our wai...ress Missy is not helping our waitress collecting plates and offering to refill empty drink glasses. Once everyone is done eating, I pay the bill and we all head out to the limos, along with Missy, who takes a position in the limo that I’m in right next to me, putting her arms around me. Just as a giggle, Sharon also joins us pulling Missy over. "Just ahead of her instruction, Ryan, sure that any threat of an early rush had gone, had slid his eager erection easily through all her juicy lubrication, right up to the hilt. So far, that he was sure that he could feel the head push against some part of her deep inside.He didn't dare ask, what to do now. He was inside, deep, deep into that warm wetness and it was the best feeling he'd ever had. But now? He didn't need telling. His body knew by instinct way beyond any sexual knowledge. So, he. The feeling of her own damp panties against my balls felt just as good and it was hard not to get aroused. “All done Frank” she said looking at her watch, “emailed to you and I will follow up with you tomorrow to see if you have any questions” she said with a smile. “Shall I call or pop round in the afternoon” she enquired and I told her to pop round in the afternoon but to come around the back as I may be in the garden. I wasn’t going to give up the opportunity to fuck her brains out and it. He needed a trophy wife, and he was willing to cough out whatever it would cost. On her own part Lynda had one condition, she would continue to run her own business as their joint schedule permitted. Andrew being a chauvinist didn’t quite like it, but he eventually accepted her terms. They popped champagne later that night and set the date for a spring wedding, and so Lynda Fox at 25, found a husband who kept her in a lifestyle she had become quite accustomed to, and even broadened her reach.