We walked on a grass field, most likely a soccer field or a football field at the school. She stopped, turned to me, and kissed me, this time lingerin... a little bit and I could feel the sensation of her lips pulling away from mine. The feeling was almost as if they had always been there and were now, for the first time being separated. We continued walking, we were in a neighborhood I’ve seen in my dreams before, but do not remember ever visiting in real life. We continued walking and again,. It also gave him a great position to throat fuck me without much resistance. I took him until he started to grow again. After a little while, I noticed that I didn’t have a beautiful tongue on my clit anymore as Sara had been pulled off to help take care of some of the other guys. I only heard what happened from her later because my vision was of a big ball sack in my eyes. I found out that Sara was positioned on her hands and knees and Scott took the position at her mouth. Mr. Thick was. He turns his neck around and in perfect English says,''Do you speak French?''. I said,''no'' thinking how the hell does he know I'm American? He then says,'' ok'' and he is standing but lays his chest on the counter in the booth and I slide my dick in his ass, man it was nice. He moans some more and I start slowly fucking him and I grab him by his waist and start pumping him faster and faster. Now this aggressive looking guy is taking my dick like a true bottom bitch but then he starts moaning. She could make anything look good but she must have had every man in the bar hard as a rock. Her perfect body in that skin-tight dress, her legs seem to go on forever. We had some wine and it didn't take long before she let me know she was ready for me. Her hand under the table rested on my groin. She leaned in and kissed me before whispering, "I can feel your cock throbbing through your pants."We finished our drinks and headed to the room. In the elevator, Rachel leaned over and gave me a.