She, was a he-she. I didn’t know what to think, I mean it was shocking but I didn’t mind so much. I looked up at her, seeing as she tilted her hea... and only smiled while her hands reached for my hair with a strong grip and her legs opened even more.And some how I was aroused all over again. Instantly I let my tongue drag across the head, not realizing the access saliva that fell from my want to taste her throbbing meat. Her grip was tight on my hair as she tried to guide my movement, thrusting. He walks behind her. She actually walks gracefully on her heels and the tight dress on her ass and thighs spins his head. He cannot wait to touch. Maybe a dark corner and a drink are not such a great ideas, if he wants to talk this through before anything else happens.They seat down facing each other. Not too close not too far. Her crossed legs in heels between his parted legs. Not touching, but almost do. She leans her elbow on the bar and lean her cheek against her fist and looks at him.. "You... you want another round?"Nancy squeezed her cunts muscles in reply to his question."Does that tell you what you need to know?"The twitching cock head, deep in her cunt told her that this stud was far fromfinished. Maybe what that waitress had said to her about being fucked all nightwas no fairy tale.Jess reached up and for the first time, took her nipples between fingers andthumbs and gave them both a qood squeeze. She winched a little, but made surethat she kept a smile on her face.. When he returned she smiled up at him and as he leaned across to put the glass down she slowly crossed her legs, letting the thighs rub together slowly. He couldn’t help himself, she watched as his eyes caught the movement, and his glance snapped to her stocking tops and the milky white thigh revealed above. She thanked him, smiling straight into his eyes and his face reddened a touch before he too smiled and backed away. His eyes; she could see the desire in his eyes and it made her chest rise.