“That’s a lot of confidence in my abilities, Carla,” said Will. He reclined onto his back, his head resting on Carla’s panties. “Having you ...say something like that is a big turn on.”“Oh fuck,” grunted Carla as her legs buckled slightly next to the couch. “What did you just do to me? Actually, I don’t even care.” She threw a leg over Will’s torso and leaned forward, her lips nearly touching his. Her tongue reached out and licked over his lips. “I hope you’re thirsty,” she said in a throaty voice. I quietly took off my blouse and bra then my skirt and slipped my heels off my feet trying to be quiet and not wake my husband. I left my wet panties on though so John’s cum wouldn’t drip onto the carpet and I thought that I would take a shower in the guest bedroom before getting into bed. Just as I was reaching down to my dresser drawer to get some clean panties and a night grown to take to the shower, Rob opened his eyes and smiled at me and said, “Mmm, you smell like sex, have you been. As time went by I progressed. I was eleven when I first saw you. I had known Becky for years but her brother was a mysterious stranger. Then I met you and fell head over heels, even though I couldn't talk to you. You were so clever and everyone said you would go to University and become a Doctor. I was a complete dunce; the only thing I could do was dance, so I concentrated on the dance so that I had something I could do well and not seem such an idiot around you." So it was my fault?" I. Bare legs. And she’s very tipsy but not quite drunk. She’s prone to giggle and her balance isn’t very good.Cristy comes in and opens the closet and takes out a hangar with clips for a skirt. Standing by the closet, she takes off her jacket. She hangs it on the hangar. Next she pulls down her skirt. It’s tight and the thong wants to come down with it, but she pulls the thong back up. She tries to get the skirt off over the shoes but it catches, she loses her balance. She reaches one hand to the.