But I was naive. I was only worried about her safety. The thought of her being a bad girl never entered my mind.I spent the whole night driving around... town. Going from hangout to hangout, looking for any clue to tell me where she was. Every hour or so I would return to her grandmother’s house only to not find her there. At daybreak the following morning, I caught up with her at the apartment of one of her friends. Immediately I knew something was up. Her eyes had never looked at me like that.. She needed a very firm hot cock.The man had been seated next to her at dinner. They had chatted about business. It was a business dinner, after all.Em’s cocktail frock was short, the hem just above the knee. It perfectly showed off her sexy legs, clad in sheer black stockings. Its neckline, lower than Em would have worn if she had not been hunting, gave by way of a slightly risqué revelation of cleavage a suitably come-on hint of pert, firm breasts within and a tantalizing glimpse of the. Because TJ was so tiny, she seemed like a living doll to me. But I refocused on Carly, who was now giving me kisses on my neck and chest, while describing "us" to our guest. Things got more personal when Carly reached my Dick, which she had cleverly covered with her body up to that point. My sweetheart took me in her hand, and stroked me very, very gently. Then she shocked both TJ and me, when she went down to lick my balls, and work up the backside of my rod. TJ had to close her mouth after. ‘Yes?’ ‘Take me home.’ She felt fevered, flushed with desire. Despite her heavy skirts, she had discerned the evidence of her husband’s arousal, had seen it reflected in his eyes. Marcus took them into the next turn and spun them out of the dance and into the crowd. He refused to release his grasp, instead pulling her close to his side and propelling them through the crush. A quick word and a handsome tip had their carriage brought around in record time. ‘My cloak!’ Joan cried. ‘Forget it,’.