"Time for a shower," Liz said, sitting up and grinding her pussy against Don's hard-on. He placed his hands on her hips to try and control her movemen...s. Don's stomach rumbled again. "Can't stay here all day," Liz said climbing off him.She pulled her top over her head and then slid her panties off. "Here catch,” she said throwing the sodden garment at him, "you might need them later."He caught them and put them to his nose and sniffed."Come on you pervert, shower," Liz said grabbing his other. ” He handed me a couple business cards. “Jake Manley is my uncle. He’s probably one of the best tax attorneys in the country.”He laughed, “When it comes to his clients having to pay taxes, he makes Ebenezer Scrooge look like a philanthropist. Some of his clients include the Rockefellers, T Boone Pickens and many others. When it comes to taking money out of any offshore accounts, you should get a hold of him and he’ll give you advice on how to make it happen. I’ve already told him about you, so. She felt it all between her legs now and wanted to masturbate. She squeezed her cunt and felt the brush handle in her ass move. She slid forward and her knees hit the table. She was scared now, afraid again that someone would see the thing just barely sticking out of her bottom. She knew they weren’t going to let her get away without taking off her panty-skirt and besides, the fifth tattoo ran from the small of her back down into the top of her ass crack. She couldn’t show it off without. Heather went all out with a snack tray filled with cheeses, crackers, veggies and dips. I brought an expensive bottle of California blended white.We sipped the wine, snacked, kissed and cuddled and told each ourselves how much we liked each other. "I know what we did doesn't count as being faithful, but it was important to me that we had a limit," she said at after we started gently fondling each other. Actually, I felt the same way."Could you excuse me for a minute?" she asked. I watched her.