Well equipped."They seemed frozen there for a long moment, Phillip half-leaning, half-crouching over the voluptuously naked wife of William B. Dodge, ...while the poor bastard was only an office or two away!"Get your clothes off, honey," she whispered hoarsely, visibly excited now as she quivered beneath him, "I'll teach you some tricks that little teeny-bopper girlfriend of yours never dreamed of." Her thighs were grinding against his loins heatedly."You do want to fuck me, don't you Phillip?". Xavier's thin fingers have come up to rest over the knuckles on Stanley's hand, and they curl around the back to grasp it and lift it closer. He uses it to sort of pull himself up and away from the pillow, rising up slowly and leaning further in. They meet halfway in an exhilarating kiss.Xavier's tongue is slick and pliable, edging its way in ever so insistently. Stanley exhales a contented sigh through his nose, pulling the other man closer by his chin and deepening their kiss. A hand suddenly. Deeper and deeper she works her fingers in, pulling them back, as the woman is now finger fucking my wife. Quickly my lady's body tighten up, as she has her first orgasm but the woman doesn't stop. Her fingers are coated as she leans over sucking my lady titties, then position her body between my lady's leg, pulling her fingers out and lowers tasting my lady's pussy. My lady is moaning, breathing heavy and slightly rocking her hips. I hear her moan out loud when the woman starts flicking her. They picked up her luggage and swerved through the crowds, finally reaching the door. They exited outside, her in front of him so he could get a nice look at her ass. Ahh, he thought, just like the pictures, but even better, in person. And those legs, those legs could make any man pitch a tent. He looked around to make sure no other man was looking at his girl. His girl, he pondered, his... "So where is your car?," she asked, interrupting his thoughts. "Right there in the front, I made sure I.