"Oh!" exclaimed Alison, "I nearly forgot." She burrowed around in the raffia bag again and pulled out a tissue paper parcel. Inside was a pearl encrus...ted evening bag. "For your specs and toothpicks," she said and pealed with laughter. "That doesn't need to go in the safe. They're not real pearls." Oh wow!" breathed Becca at last. "Oh wow!" A look of concern crossed her face. "Oh gosh, I haven't brought any make-up with me." Don't worry, my dear, Alison's here." She led her over to the make-up. He worked his way down to her legs and licked and bit his way along the inside of her thighs. He did this for awhile, every time coming close to her now dripping wet pussy, but moving away before his mouth found it. He pulled back, Slapping her ass again, Then taking her hands by the cuffs with one hand, he used the other to slide her panties down. He stood up, taking care that his hard cock would brush against her pussy as he did. She moaned and tried to press back into him but he slapped. Sometimes it can be something as simple as some sexy lingerie, or something more thought out like a hot librarian look if you are in the mood for a little roleplaying. Whatever it is… the look on your face, mainly it’s what I see in your eyes, scream the same thing every single time. Inaudible but as clear as day…almost like you are begging…craving… I know what you want. My pants come off almost immediately, you would be insulted if they stayed on any longer. We only have about 3-4 hours. Of course, we went through a couple bottles of wine over dinner. I could tell Cathy was getting a little frisky, because she turned and kissed me, with tongue. We all sauntered back to the condo, stopping to grab another couple bottles of wine on the way. We were back in the condo by 9:00, which was pretty early. Although we were pretty drunk, we werent exhausted like the previous days. We flipped the TV on and opened the first bottle. There was really nothing good on TV. I noticed some board.