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I ask her to give me a second and she did. Kat grab the bill and my wallet and pen writing a note she gave Jenny a fifty dollar tip to and we left, watching outside as Jenny read the note. The look on her face said it all and Kat lite up not knowing what it said but no trouble quessing I too was happy. ( see not all but most women that Kat lays I to get the honor to lay too. So I was happy that the first steps were placed with Jenny). On the drive home Kat reached over and stroked my cock and. I moved my butt close to the guy and leaned toward my husband, putting my head on his shoulder. No longer concerned about being chilled, I moved the blanket to cover my shoulder arm and hand that was now in the guys lap. His tray table down and his arms on it, you could not tell where my hand was. Trying to grab the guy thru his pants. I can tell he is hard but can only feel the base of his cock. It must have been stuck in his pants pointing down. He reaches down and fixes himself. His cock now.

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