I just know that it has been more than an hour since Carl brought me home. The wetness still coats my thighs as I have not showered. There was no need... since my husband is out of town on a four-day business trip for his firm. I am acutely conscious of the condition of my vagina, not just its slick wetness, but mostly its widely stretched condition. Carl used it several times, each time forcing it wider and more open. I have tried to estimate how long he was inside me. I know it was more than an. She has the same kind of imagination and passion that I do so I thought I’d share the outcome with you all. I hope you enjoy it…E: Tell me your ideal scenario if we had just one night where we’d never get caught.V: I imagine us meeting at a bar somewhere and behaving like we’re complete strangers. We’d sit in a dimly lit corner, drinking and flirting for ages. It would be getting close to last orders and you’d tell me you were in London on business, staying in a hotel not far from where we. Sherealized that a couple of these short girls had pleased looks on theirfaces, as they were able to look down at her. She recognized thatthese ... 'short' ... girls were probably jealous of the height of so manyof the Southern California girls that tended to be on the tall side.So they probably loved being taller than another girl, really probablytaller than anyone. As Laynie moved along, she would glance down andnotice a good number of the girls were also wearing heels. However,she knew none. He asked me if I wanted to join him for a few. I accepted, and we ended up bar hopping all the way up until 3 A.M. After that, I had made myself an official drinking buddy. It was the end of the work week, and it was drinkin night. Me and my buddy, Rick by the way, made enough in tips to get a few rounds. We decided to hit up this one bar that was a bar and doubled as a dance club too. It was one of our favorite spots since we knew all the bartenders, bouncers, and some of the regulars. We.