And my finger kept moving into that wonderful, warm, wet flesh.A loud "ping" announced a well-hit ball from the playing field, and we realized that th...e centre fielder was now chasing that ball towards us! At that point, we could only do one thing, continue my finger-fuck, and hope the centre fielder didn't see us through the bushes. Play continued, both on the field and in the bushes. My wife then unbuckled my jeans, and pulled out my circumsized cock, the dark pink head gratefully responding. Heck, you’ll be lucky if you have enough nerve to knock on her door, much less… He couldn’t even think the word fuck. As he was shuffling quietly down the hallway, he saw Bitty coming out her room. His heart leapt in his chest. Wow! Bitty had the same idea as me! How cool is that? A moment later she saw him and smiled her glittery, metal-mouth smile, positively glowing with happiness. She was so beautiful… and so wonderfully dorky. She was wearing a hotel bathrobe, and her frizzy pinkish-blonde. “Mmm I love your perfume.” He murmured dreamily. Carol was thrilled. Paul never noticed her perfume or commented. John also was getting caught up in the moment. The rich timbre of his voice sent a shiver up Carol’s spine. The thrill in her body caused her to claw-grip onto John’s forearm to maintain her control. John felt Carol’s fingernails dig into his skin and chuckled. John liked this woman more and more. Swept up in the moment and with the dance floor now enveloped almost in total darkness. I feel like I'm taking advantage of her." And maybe she's the wolf, in sheep's clothing, waiting to eat you up. Go on out there and talk to her," said Donna, giving him a push. "I'll serve her something that will get you laid." She cackled and pushed him harder.Donna's comment about Lacey gaming him, instead of the other way around, didn't sit well with Bob. It worried him. He'd met plenty of conmen, and conwomen in his days on the force. They had the same charisma that Lacey was now.