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Although she insisted on wearing panties, she did not wear a bra.On the drive across town to the theater, she sat very quietly in the car. She was obv...ously nervous about what was going to happen. We pulled into the parking lot, paid for our tickets and entered the theater. After our eyes adjusted to the dark, I realized that there were only about 6 guys spread around the theater; it was still early, only about noon. I put my arm around her waist and guided her towards the front of the theater. He talked to my wife, andreassure, we arranged to meet him the following Friday.I could not wait to meet up with Martin, I wanted apiece of him too. That week went by slowly.Friday came; my wife was dressed up, she would not dresslike a tart as I wanted her to do, but she was smart asif going for a job.We got into the car and off we went to the meetingplace. Martin was waiting for us. He came over to thecar and got in the back seat without a word. My wifeasked me if I still wanted her to do it. My Lexus is just over there. I’ll bring you back to yours later—much later.’ There was that sexy grin again, ready, willing, and definitely able to melt her heart and a whole lot more. From the feeling between her warm thighs, she knew there was a new Ethan in town, and in such a sensuous body. It was warm and cozy inside his car, and he took off his suit jacket. He was wearing a smooth silk shirt and matching tie. Just watching him take off that tie made her panties super-wet. He leaned. Within a mile he stopped the car at a hotel till the time we both dressed our self in proper manner. She kept her bra in handbag and i wore the shawl to hide the stains of my juice over the jeans. I asked my friend to wake up but he refused he was in the car itself. I told the driver to take as much tym as he wants cuz i wanted privacy with the lady. Driver went inside the restaurant to have tea and the lady joined me to the cigarette shop it was a bit far from restaurant. We bought cigarettes,.
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Rolling those eyes." I chuckled, tickling her in the ribs. "Better watch out. Keep doing that, and the might get stuck." I laughed, still tickling her...while she tried not to laugh. "Oliver! Oliver! Stop!" Miracle pleaded, pushing my hands away and crossing her arms over her stomach. "When can I do so that you'll stop tickling me" "Hmm." I said, arching an eyebrow at her. "Will you do anything" "Depends," she said, tilting her head at me with a curious expression on her face and shrugging.. As I thought of all this uncharted territory, she excused herself. "I gotta go to the bathroom," she said, just before she got up. Her feet ran over to the bathroom, and my curiosity sparked again. So I made my way to the bathroom for an investigation. I arrived in there, I noticed feet in one stall. Then my ears heard moans coming from that stall. "Oh, fuck, Donna, eat my pussy," I heard someone moan. Oddly enough, a big smile launched from my face. Thoughts of that being Kirsten jumped to. More

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