Much to Molly's amusement. He walked over and reached up, struggling with the boxes. 'Here, let me help!' Molly spoke, as she slid inbetween Jack and...the shelf. He gasped as she reached up for the boxes, pushing her bum back against his hardening cock. She straightened up quickly when she felt the bulge, and span around to face him, giggling. Her breasts moulded against him, just above his belly button. 'Ooh hello there!' she whispered, winking at him. Jack thought he'd die from embarassment. I protested a bit, indicating it was getting late. She smiled and said, "It's not a marriage proposal - just a drink!" I had to laugh at that. It was so cute, I couldn't turn down the invitation.We entered her room, and Buffy opened the door to the mini bar fridge. I poured a couple of drinks, and we continued to chat. Buffy had been out of her marriage for several years, and didn't date much. The "I'm too old for that sort of thing" spewed from her mouth. I chided her a bit, and asked: "Does. I really enjoyed it. I did notice that, he added. My pussy has never been that hot. I only wish you had taped the whole night, I would love to have watched just how hot I looked doing those dogs. I said to him. Trust me Dottie, you were hot. Do you think we could do that again when I get back next weekend? Tom asked. We will. I told him. What we do in our house is our business, you can take bets on the fact we will do it again. I added. I knew you were really into it. He replied. Yes, Yes I. Someone suggested a round of tequila shots, and from there things started to get really blurry. Jessica got her finger wet in Jun’s pussy and gave a taste to Julie. Under the table, Jane had finished with Lucy and moved on to Sylvia, who quite matter-of-factly slipped off her panties and put them on the table. Sylvia reached down to pull Jane’s head against her crotch and came up holding the platinum blond wig, which she sat on the table next to her panties. When the bartender came to refill.