Date. Night. EVER. :-) Soon we found a club and went inside. I paid 10 euros for a cheap, small, stale beer and she had a glass of wine that she could...n’t drink. The strippers were either very skinny (d**g issues?) or quite chubby and didn’t do a thing for either of us. We left within a few minutes. I noticed a sex shop and cinema just diagonally and given my wife’s current mood, I thought ‘fuck it’, l’m going to suggest that we go inside. Once again, I was surprised when she said yes. The sex. "What?" When I hugged Sarua, I was able to tell she had no bra on when I hugged her, and I saw how hard you were in your pants and then feeling it when we hugged, which I did the full on body hug on purpose to feel it, and then walking to the baggage claim, the way you two stayed together like you did, and then being able to see through Sarua's dress, when the sun light hit her just right, confermed that she had no pantys on under her dress, then watching her get in the car and seeing how she. “Shit there goes any chance of a story with a happy ending,” I said. “So what did she do?”“She didn’t do anything. Barry claims she assaulted him Thanksgiving night,” John said. Then added, “she didn’t do it.”“Hell, she was just suspect one. I assure you I’m suspect two.” I informed him.“I thought that might give you a good reason to give me a hand,” John said.“How did you get conned into this?” I asked.“When the cops questioned her this morning, she gave my name as the only lawyer she knew.. Then he started to stretch Irene’s inner cuntlips. He pulled very hard until he saw that it hurt and then decreased the force.He was amazed, how far he could stretch the labia and it was fun to see them slowly shrink back every time after stretching. But every time they retracted a bit less and this gave a nice view with her cunt always staying open and accessible. Irene was moaning all the while, her cuntlips clearly are a very tender part of her genitals.This was mesmerizing to the boy and he.