Brandi began a slow, tantalizing striptease, removing her skirt and shoes first, then reaching both hands behind her back to unzip her jersey."Don't s...eem to be able to do this," she grinned. "Could you help?"Laura went over to her. "I think I can get it," she said.She slowly unzipped the zipper from the top, first kissing the nape of Brandi's neck as it came into view, then sensually licking each inch of the smooth dark skin of Brandi's back as the zipper slid down. Brandi shivered as Laura's. By the September of 2004 the girls were going to night clubs every Friday and Saturday night with my wife getting home at 2 or 3 o’clock in the morning. It was no longer guaranteed that we would have sex when she came home; sometimes she would be ‘too tired’; but when she was horny instead of just ‘cuddling up’ she would get into bed wearing her sexy undies and stockings then instantly slide her hand across my body until she found my 4 inch cock and give it a few tugs until it got hard and. As to the second part, I couldn’t think of a single thing he’d done either. I had to make a decision immediately. Did I look thoughtful or angry? If I looked thoughtful it was because I was thinking about the way to best articulate my counterargument. The problem with that was I couldn’t wait until one of us died to avoid answering. If I was angry, it must be because his arguments are so irrelevant I won’t dignify them with a response. Wait, there was a much better solution. I’m a woman. The. She hit the buzzer and heard Alex’s voice say, “Jill, so wonderful to have you here. Caley and I will meet you out front. Just follow the drive, you can’t miss it. Love you.” And then the squawk of the comm going out. The gate opened.“Love!” Jill thought to herself. Her mind was flooded with so many emotions and thoughts, and her pussy betrayed her and she became even wetter. She almost pulled over and changed clothes; thankfully the wet spot between her legs was not leaking through to the.