Any time things got too tame, a grinning Mira thumbed the remote that brought the vibrators inside her to life. Her dress was the traditional white, but it came only to her knees and the stretchy fabric hugged her figure. “Mira!” Dani complained, looking down. Robert’s hands didn’t have the smooth tone of youth, either, but the way they touched her made Dani drip and want to throw herself on him. It fastened down the back with about a billion small buttons. The look on his face was worth any possible embarrassment, and the sudden surge of his penis made Dani feel a little unsteady on her feet. Thoughts of what else she wanted him to do had left her dripping in her panties for hours. The pair never broke eye contact as Dani spread herself wide, offering her more-than-willing body to him. A single quick zip was sufficient to allow the blonde to remove her dress; the only thing beneath it was a lace G-string.
