My full weight was on him and he had full control over me. His strong hands on my ass were making me weak.I had lost all sense of shame. I unbuttoned ...3 buttons of my shirt and revealed my black bra to him, his eyes bulged looking at my cleavage. I was wearing a pushup bra so my boobs were looking great with 3 open buttons.Then suddenly he stopped squeezing my butt and started rubbing his finger in my ass-crack. That feeling was just awesome. He would take his finger all the way to the top of my. Suffice to say I learned a few routines to amuse the children last Christmas at Westmead Children’s Hospital where I also played Santa Claus. I saw you laughing at my feeble efforts and it made all the hours of endless rehearsals invaluable.’ Jennifer sat, unbelieving at the new depth of character this man had revealed. Eventually she broke the silence. ‘The clothes?’ ‘Your clothes,’ Peter corrected. ‘My clothes. How and why?’ ‘I contacted David Jones, fashion department, and had the manageress. "I've been standing around with my pecker in my wallet and nothing to show for it." You've had the thrill of the chase." I'm sick of chasing. If this doesn't work, that "date rape" pill comes to mind. I could never do that though." Not even as a last resort?" No, damn it, not even as a last resort."At 7:15 that night, the couples were having cocktails at Jan's. Martinis for the girls, Scotch for the guys. Sandy wore her silk jacket and included the camisole underneath. She kept it buttoned to. Our cups are placed on the floor and Lisa raises her leg that she had resting across the sofa, giving me an unhindered view of her pussy. I retch out and touch her foot while she shuffles down in to the sofa, making herself more comfortable.Her bush was wild and untrimmed as I ran my finger up her leg and on to her fleshy lips. They are warm as I move them from side to side, big chunky fat lips protruding through her dense hair.“It been a few years” Lisa whispers I softly play with her lips.