After the conversation she gave me the device back and asked what she should pay for the conversation.I said, "Nothing. You can have it for free. It's...fine.Then she asked if she could do me a favour in some other way - I thought of banal things like coffee or beer, but said "hmm, I don't really know, maybe".She winked at me, leaned over a little, and allowed me a nice view of her cleavage, so that I had an idea of what she might be getting at.We got into conversation a little bit, soon left out. One of the great things about being naked is that if you spill something on yourself, it’s no big deal. I was standing by the picnic table talking to Mark, a short but muscular thirty-something with wavy brown hair when Max passed by and accidently bumped my elbow. I was holding a glass of wine at the time and it splashed all down Mark’s front. Normally it would have been a disaster – red wine on Mark’s shirt, down his pants – and a bit of an ordeal cleaning it up. But Mark was naked and the. My heart starts to beat a little faster when you say yes.. I tell you I'll pick you up at 7. We have lots of laughs at dinner and then walk down the street to the movie theater. Half way through the movie you lean over and whisper in my ear "do you want to get out of here? This movie is a drag" and of course I agree. When I get to your place I kiss you good night and tell you how much fun I had.. you respond by saying its still early, want to come up and have a drink? Which of course I agree.. "Kate must have been more on edge because she came first this time, on his face, grinding herself down on him, mashing her clit into the bridge of his nose, squashing her drenched lips all over his mouth."Fuck yeeeessssss, cuuuummmmiinnnggggg, yes, yes, aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!"She fell on her side onto the bed and Robbie saw his chance. He gripped Laurie by her hips and rolled them both over so that he was on top, his cock still deep within her. He immediately began to jackhammer into her, his.