By the time she had finished her second set and shared drinks, Michael began to realize the kind of club he had stumbled into and began to wonder abou... Courtney. By the time she left his suite the next morning, there was no doubt in Michael's mind that his life had just taken an unexpected turn. A year later, Courtney was moving to LA and no one knew their secret.Courtney dropped to the couch in front of Michael. Her hand unzipped the fly on his slacks and she reached inside to pull out his. She was right up against me, her thigh against mine, body angled so I could see down the dress all the way to her navel it seemed to me.“If you like, Jason,” Barbara breathed, “I’ll show you my boobs.”Carnal desire slipped from its moorings, floating inside me while my cock pulsed and seeped goo. Somehow, with my libido raging, I managed to find some morality within. “I … I don’t know,” I stammered. “Mister Jennings--”At the mention of her husband, Barbara scoffed. She waved a dismissive hand.. She plopped down on the couch beside me before either of us could react. She curled her legs up on the couch and snuggled up close to me. Reaching over, she grabbed the blanket very close to where Chloe had been rubbing me, and pulled it over her legs. I hadn’t ever seen her wear this before, and as I glanced over at her I could see why. The material was pretty transparent... you could see her nipples through the fabric.“Why are you out here? I thought you were in bed” Chloe said in an. I then pulled my knickers down, put them on the side, and picked out the corset. I slowly put it on, imagining what I was doing to John. I then rolled down my holdups, then bent over, reaching into the back for the thong, I made a meal out of it, knowing that he was seeing my pussy and bum. I stood up and pulled on the thong, I stood there admiring myself in the mirror, then I shouted to John saying that I had another outfit to show him.I walked into the front room, walked around, and posed for.
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