The tradition goes back to when theschools were first built or something. I do know that over the yearsquite a few Chelmsford ladies have married Bri...dge Street men," Emilyexplained."It's a chance for the girls to dress up and for the boys to try and get alittle slap and tickle is what it really is. Even the teachers get pissedbecause alcohol is allowed in ahem... moderation; if you know what Imean." Emily tapped the side of her nose.Valerie wore a red satin floor-length ball gown, split down. He wasalways trying to be careful not to be caught, because the embarrassmentof anyone seeing him like this might be too much for him to bear. But ashe became a little bolder, Ray started to walk around the upstairs in hisnew found enjoyment of wearing the sexiest of lingerie.Once he was almost caught by his older sister Karin as he was in his roomwith her underthings on when he heard her coming up the stairs. Doing theonly thing he could think of, he dove into his bed under the covers. I poured the wine in the special plastic wine glasses that I used for the three season room. I handed a glass to Barb and she smiled as she accepted it. She sipped it and told me how good it was."It's a Montalcino from the Tuscany region," I told her."You know it doesn't get a whole lot better than this," she cooed as she took another sip of wine.We sat in different spots in the hot tub, sipped wine and continued our conversation. I noticed Barb was acting very amorous and she moved over to sit. I came fast, and the sensation of my orgasm was almost painful in its intensity. I exploded into Lisa’s throat, and she swallowed it all without even taking a breath, coming off my cock and sucking it clean of all evidence of her infidelity.She needed both hands but managed to force my cock back into my pants, and in her next motion zipped my jeans closed We could both clearly hear Johnny walking back from the kitchen, as Lisa got back to her feet and I reached for a cushion from the sofa,.