She thought to herself. A push up bra enhanced her B cups and added a cup size. She thought to herself. “My turn!” He thought as he approached the bed. His hand closed around her flat stomach and he kissed her neck and worked his way up to her ear. Do that. Tiffany was flushing from the paranoia at being seen and the excitement of the sexual tension. “I’m going to dinner with my husband tonight.” She said in an attempt to set some boundaries. He reached behind her neck and pulled her closer as his meat disappeared down her willing throat. She was chose a tight tan dress that showed her curves. As, before, the boys bid her goodbye, dressed and headed to the bar for a post fuck discussion. Mark didn’t wait any longer. “My turn!” He thought as he approached the bed.
