He smiled. I got up off my chair and walked into my room. I opened the mini bar. I took out two more bottle of Vodka. I then walked back outside to th...e balcony.]"Would you like another drink? I might have a few more bottles." she said. I smiled. I watched as Princess got up and walked inside her room. I wanted so much to jump over the two metal rails and walk into her room. I started to rub my chest making my nipples hard. I looked down to see my cock was almost fully erect. Had another inch. "This time, she laughed, then raised her head to watch him toying with her clit. She said, "John, you're impossible. I'd much prefer you called it a vagina. There's times when street talk is appropriate, but not during foreplay. Actually, nasty talk turns me on when I'm nearing my climax, but never during foreplay."He slipped a finger inside and began a crude finger fucking motion saying, "Is that what this is called? I thought it was finger banging. Your cunt sure recovered fast. I thought. It was a Saturday and Ryan and I had been crawling around town looking for some new furniture so I was tired and not at all aroused when we were getting ready. I made a special effort to look good and wore a really nice, short dress that was slightly sheer – if you got close; shoes, nipple chains and nothing else. Ryan didn’t want me wearing my clit hood chain.When we got there the dinner was being held in a big, old hall with a really high ceiling. At one end there is a stage and in one corner. " And so is the financial success of our husbands, but I'm no Hilary. Getting even is twice the satisfaction of getting mad. But Hilary's most likely making things plenty uncomfortable in the Clinton household." What revenge is appropriate for those jerks?" Let's mix a couple of martinis and decide."As they sipped, Sandy said, "We could cut them off for awhile." That cut's us off too. Unless..." That gleam in your eye always makes me nervous." I say we have a night on the town. I enjoyed that.