"You look great!" shrieked Tammi. "So you decided to become a redhead?"Brian blushed, and tossed his newly curly, auburn locks. "Well, if I haveto be ...pretty, I might as well look like the prettiest girl I know." Theyboth giggled. Tammi took Brian's arm and led him to the car."Thanks for not staying mad at me," she said, as she opened the door forhim."Well, what's done is done."Tammi slipped in next to him. "I guess we'll need to think of a new namefor you. What do you think about...Brianna? Or. “Darn, I thought I had someone I could blow at the mall.”“So, you want to blow someone at the mall do you?”She saunters her nails up and down my limp cock as she says, “Not really, but I think it would be exciting. You know, the risk of getting caught and all.”“I think it would get you arrested.”“Maybe. But, then you could be my conjugal visit.”I chuckle as I respond, “Why don’t we skip the jail part and have the visits here?”“Sounds nice.”“Yes, it does.”As she lowers her head upon my shoulder,. It's okay, but..." She buried her head in his chest and started bawling. Randy rubbed her back, wondering why women cried when they should be happy. It was just ... perplexing.Bernice sniffled and blubbered against his chest for several minutes, making it wet with tears -- and snot, probably, too, he figured. Then she seemed to get a grip and looked up at him (and he KNEW there was snot on him) and said, "I want you in me -- please?"Randy, who had been pretty distracted by all the bawling,. As they stopped exchanging messages, Ana squealed with delight and she straddled me. We fucked like crazy…The next day we went again to the car sales room.Ana was wearing a tight top with no bra and the same loose skirt, but no thong at all.When we got to his desk, we quickly got a good agreement for the final prize of the diesel car for my sweet wife. He handed us the keys. Anita stood up, saying there was a few things she still needed to know in the car. Ron could show her.We all got into the.