Emma now in just the garter, stocking and high heels. This added height of the heels makes her in the perfect positions to kiss her over and over.He ...presses her down on the bed, lifts her legs, so the shoes are against her ass cheeks and spread her legs wide. He sees how dripping and glimmering she is. He runs his finger up and down her wet slit as she moans with delight.Then, he bends between her legs, and for the first time, Emma feels the wonderfulness of lips and tongue on her. She. I hated myself even more than they hated me in that moment.He withdrew his sword from my pink sheath that still quivered with aftershocks, his hands leaving my mauled breasts in favor of my heaving shoulders for leverage. A swift knee between my legs ripped me from that orgasmic bliss and dropped me onto the floor with a shriek. Curling up defensively did little to stop you as you found my wallet in my dishevelled jacket after some patting around. You read my name and address aloud as Doug. I just tried to call you. Jill, your father called a few minutes ago. He and Wanda will be here in about 45 minutes. They're bringing pizza."Mary said, "From Perlione's?" God, Mary. You look like Bozo this afternoon when he was watching us make shish kebab. Don't drool on yourself. And to answer your question, as far as my father's concerned, Perlione's is the only place they make pizza.Jack said, "Yeah. He thinks Pizza Hut is a character from Star Wars."Mom laughed but the rest of us just. Some had made more of an effort, probably dressed by wives or girlfriends, and could almost pass as women in the darken room which was lit only by multicoloured party lights. The women fared better, they ranged from seventies style pimps dressed in flared jeans, flowery shirts, Afro hairstyles, platform shoes and over- large hats. Other women wore over-large pinstripe suits and dressed as thirties gangsters from the speakeasy era. Everyone was having fun and complimented Michele on her choice.