I'm so wet that you tell me your going to remove my thong as it is too wet to keep on. You move slowly down my body until you are on your knees and sl...de my dress up around my waist. I shiver in need, and I can feel your blowing gently on the tops of my thighs and across my pussy and clit. I lean back against the side of the lift and rest my hands on your head, as you start kissing the inside of my thigh, the lift door opens, I try to pull you up but you take hold of my arms and hold them. But upon flashlight examination it appeared to be a small Dollerama water bottle on a string, filled with hard cider. In less than five minutes, everyone had cider and flashlights were spontaneously lighting up like mating fireflies all over the room. I noticed St. Regis seemed a little confused by what she saw. Suddenly substantial tape hiss entered my ears. Immediately after, I heard Chris Isaak’s signature guitar lick reverberate from the loud speakers. As always, I choked up and began. She was tall and fit and he couldn't guess her age but it didn't matter. She had legs that made him smile and a set of tits that would make any woman proud. The bikini top held them snugly and the cleavage made Ben drool like the horny dog that he was.Ben slowed down to let her walk by and she realized he was staring at her and she stopped, looked him straight in the eyes, and asked, "What's the matter; Haven't you ever seen nipples through a white bikini before?" Of course," Ben replied, "but. I did grow. more nervous as the week went by. I had loved kneeling between his legs and taking his cock in my mouth but the anal had hurt and I was apprehensive about doing that again. At times I was very tempted to send a text message and cancel.I didn't though and arrived at the house at about 10.00am as planned. Steve asked me if I had got what he wanted and I showed him the contents of my bag. He took me into his bedroom and showed me some items he had bought. There was a pink, medium.