”“You sure, sweetness?”“Yes, slowly, daddy, please.”My precum juices covered the head of my dick. Combined with her already wet bud, I tease... her with the tip of my dick, lubricating her a bit more. She purred with delight, releasing her cheeks and preparing herself for my entry. I moved my dick to her bud, gently pushing, trying not to hurt her. Delicately, in then out each time moving a bit more inside her. Eventually, I was completely in her sliding myself slowly in and out.Her moans. Her body was electric sending shocks between John's body and mine. My cock began to throb against my jeans.I looked over and saw that John was also hard - the outline of his dick pressing up against the crotch of his pants. Catie's eyes followed mine, and then she looked at me, and her smile told me all I needed to know."So John", she said in that sweet, coy voice, "I think you've done enough looking for one night." she arched her back more so that her tits jutted forward. She smiled and licked. But computers? Gimme a break." Right. Guess I'd better be on my way then. Sorry to have bothered you." Just a minute, guy. I didn't say I wouldn't help you. It's just that... it'll require a little, shall we say, social engineering, to get the ball rolling." And why would you want to help me, Kyra?" Let's just say I'm more impressed by your determination than your non-existent credentials. And, it could be that while you were busy undressing me with your eyes, I might just have been doing the. Oh my gosh. WOW. Is she really that beautiful." More so, and not just from her looks, either." I spent the next thirty minutes telling Robin all about Caitlin.She told me that when the newspaper ad first appeared of Caitlin in the dress, every one of her friends tried to find out more about the dress and the person in it. It drove some of them crazy, especially the ones that follow fashion design and stuff because she was a brand new model that no one had ever seen and who was absolutely.