Tim's ute is not there so I guess he's at work. It was either a Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday in the first week of Feb." What does he do again?" I aske.... She had told me but I couldn't remember."He's a plumber. Tim Blacklock Plumbing." she looked at me with a kind of pity in her eyes, "You met him at the Christmas party remember. He was dressed as Zorro."I closed my eyes pretending to visualize. I knew exactly who he was. 'Lucky bastardo' is what I had called him. To be married to someone as hot. Following the trail of baby oil I slowly smoothed my hands down over my rib cage, then further over my quivering tummy. As I reached my hips I opened my legs wide, feeling the cool air wash over my wet pussy. Running my finger tips up the inside of my soft silky thighs my hips arched as my fingers reached that sweet meeting point between my legs. I softly ran my right middle finger over the edges of my swollen pussy lips, so softly at first I could barely feel it. It almost tickled, but it. We wandered in and out of aisles admiring people’s costumes, and the different booths displayed. We all made sure to grab a map and schedule for events so that we didn’t miss anything good. It was decided after a few minutes that we would split up until the first event we wanted to see together. We planned to meet up in an hour and a half as Jorge, Adriana, and Paul went one way further into another room. While Thao and I made sure to look at every booth near the entrance. We could tell how. Reaching up on my tip toes I pulled you down into a hard, heated and hungry kiss my tongue diving between your slightly parted lips to tangle with yours. Your strong arms wrap around my tiny waist pulling me hard against you. Tearing your shirt from the waist band of your track pants my hands slip up your back nails biting into the skin just under your shoulder blades as i pull you even harder against me pinning you against the counter. A low deep animalistic growl coming from the back of my.