’ ‘Oh, well I never got beyond the legs, I’m not a breast man, too many of them are more silicone then nature these days, you can’t fake legs ...very well. Not that yours look anywhere near fake, but you can’t really tell for sure unless you’re touching and…’ he stopped and this time it was his turn to look uncomfortable. ‘Sorry, usually I don’t ramble so much but now that the alcohol is pretty much out of my system, I’m feeling a little less bold. I do that when I feel a strong attraction to. I had no clue who the Sig's other wrestler would be. The sororities did not exchange lists. I found myself looking around, trying to find her. I had several possibilities. I didn't know them all. It dawned on me that rather than trying to figure out who the last wrestler might be, I should be scoping out the Sig girls, to see which bikini I was going to steal. By the time I selected two bras and two bottoms, just in case one of the owners turned out to be a wrestler or lost a garment in a. She had shaved it perfectly smooth and it was such a turn on that it became difficult to maintain my position as my cock began to swell more. I stood up and so did Megan. She had a few pieces of lingerie in her hands and went to the till to pay and then we left the shop together. " Did you like what you saw?" She asked me. " what do you think?" I replied pointing down at the obvious bulge in the front of my trousers. We walked to her car and got in and she threw her new purchases on the back. Beth was enjoying the attentions of her Husband's tongue on her pussy through the skimpy slutpants and she could feel herself becoming aroused and wet. However she wasn't very comfortable standing in the living room so she said:'Go and have a quick bath and when you have finished go to the bedroom and lie on the bed and wait for me'Beth sat in the chair in the living room and poured herself a glass of wine whilst she listened to her Husband upstairs taking a bath. She resisted all temptation to.