At least a dozen bouquets sat on the dressing tables. I could hardly notice that. Elaine was naked."Elaine? Do you go to the party like that?" I squea...ked."Only this party," she laughed. She turned the bolt in the dressing room door and turned down the lights. "I've never made love in the dressing room. Take me, Brian. I'm so horny I could die." That was a pretty clear invitation and since I didn't see anyone else in the dressing room, I started stripping off my clothes. Elaine spread a beach. She bit her thumb in indecision for a minute as the blond knocked again. Then she opened the door a crack. “Yes?” “Hey,” the blond answered. “We’ve been looking for you for hours. You left your book on the beach.” He held it up where she could see it. Jessica laughed and let the door open a little farther. Both men were wearing shorts, and sleeveless half-shirts that bared their rippled midriffs. “That’s sweet of you.” “I kind of felt bad about…” His eyes darted of their own accord to her. And the witch does, her clit getting harder and harder with every touch of the creature’s nail.“Put them inside her,” Mirarina demands.Mmm yes, put them in... Mirarena removes her finger from the hardened nub and brings it down to Penelope’s entrance. She traces the outside of it with her nail before slowly sticking it in. The girl’s body instantly tightens and Hazel echoes Penelope’s groans of acceptance and pleasure. The siren pushes her finger in more, feeling those tight muscles tighten. Clara is her name although she insisted on claire as I got to know her better.She was late 60's plump jolly old girl, originally from Ireland, always had a nice smile for me, we got on very well and I loved chatting with her.She was pencilled in for a hospital visit, it was a hospital quite a way off so we were alone together in the car for long periods.Claire was one of the few regulars, I saw her once roughly every fortnight for the same hospital run, she was recieving treatment for a heart.