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I looked over at Andrea, who was now crossing champagne glasses with Carbone, each drinking from the other's glass. In doing so, still under Carbone's...right arm, she was now pressing her left breast into his chest. I turned to Melissa, who smiled sweetly at me, sighed, and rested her head on my shoulder. With her hand on mine, she now began to rub my hand along her upper thigh, back and forth, inching progressively upward, finally reaching to the edge of her very short dress. She whispered. And i have to say, that shirt looked hot on her. It was thin, stretchy, tight, white, her perfectly flat tummy was exposed and it had a really low cleavage. With my wife's full breasts bigger than Stacy's, you could see all her curves.Lets just say you could probably see her goosebumps through the shirt..."What a night," i thought to myself, feeling how hard i was in my pants.Next thing i know, Jack grabbed my wife, pulled her to his lap and began fondling her."Now i can finally feel these. More

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