”“What’s in this for you?” Michelle questioned.“Oh, maybe a little entertainment.” Roxanne said quite flippantly. “And I’d like to see... the goody-goody blonde taken down a few pegs. The question is are you woman enough?” Roxanne knew few equals in manipulation and Michelle Smithson was falling for all her skills.Michelle turned to look across the store at Barbara. She took in the sight of Barbara’s skintight yoga pants leaving nothing to the imagination and what was under that powder blue. ”“Understood, now show it to me,” she hissed.Mal thrust his groin at her and slowly pulled downward on the zipper. She licked her lower lip in anticipation hoping he had something in there of consequence and not a little doodle like the one Casmir, her last lover had had. Suddenly her eyes widened as Mal’s eight inches slithered forth.“It’s impressive,” she said, noting that it curved like a banana, leaning to the right.“Thanks, want to touch?”“No. Not right now.” She licked her lower lip again. .. Franklin's daughter? Weren't you and Juniper pretty thick there for awhile?" Yeah, but that's over." Oh. Too bad."If Zeke Taylor was privy to the rumors around the clubhouse about Juniper Jones and her bedroom gymnastics, he said nothing to show it."I think I might be kind of a drag on the proceedings if I showed up alone," I said. "Maybe I'd best just beg off. But thanks, Zeke, for inviting me." Some of the wives, they're pretty interesting people," he said, still selling the party. "You. My hands grabbed her blouse and opened it up exposing her big tits. Her nipples were rock hard as I grabbed and pulled them. She cried out but I didn’t stop. I mashed and squeezed and pulled on those tits giving them a real workout. The reaction I got was her hips started pushing at my aroused cock. Her hands were opening my shirt rubbing up and down my chest. I felt her reach down and undo my pants. She pulled my hard throbbing cock from my shorts. Her hands were soft and gentle but held me.