Her body language gave that away. Joanne didn’t answer. XXNX The journey back to the apartment building was mostly uneventful, apart from the tight twists and turns back down the mountain side, which gave Joanne the excuse to cling hold of her drivers arm at every opportunity and of course letting out the odd squeal for added effect. Joanne flopped backwards onto the bed, her legs bent over the edge, her shiny black dress now a good 6” above her knees and her nipples now looking like she’d placed peanuts inside her bra to impress the men! “Oops, sorry! This is a continuation of a previous story! “How do I compare to the girls you’ve worked with?” she said, cupping a breast in one hand and rubbing her pussy with the other. “I… I… err…” she stumbled. “I’d much rather tell you the truth. Al was giggling like a naughty schoolboy “What’s up?” he said. They made their way across the reception room, instinctively towards the bedroom, without neither of them caring to look at the direction they were heading, their tongues dancing as they did.
