When she asked for mine, I told her that I almost asked for hers, and damn if she didn’t write it on a piece of paper and slide it across to me.”�...�Does she live alone?”“She told me that she and the young girl in the white sweater - that you kept looking at - were moving into an apartment together this weekend.”“Damn, Rondo. You should have flirted a little more. I’ve got a date with the tall, big tittied woman who waited on me. She told me that was her daughter in the white sweater. I’d like to. It was pleasant enough but it wasn’t the climactic experiences she once had.The stories she had been told in her youth all said pixies were attracted to the nectar of a woman; young girls in particular, but older women, too. All Sheelagh had to do was leave the window open, sleep naked with no covers on, produce a little nectar as an attractant, and wait for a pixie fly-by. She should leave her legs open to make it easy for a pixie to taste her but the stories said it could happen even if they. How's that sound?" she asked excitedly, anxiously looking forward to having both men inside her at the same time; obviously a first for her.Less obvious, was the fact that it was also a first for Frank and he was very much looking forward to experiencing a threesome. In fact, he reminded himself, apart from the four girls he had enjoyed since starting this recruitment of a travelling companion, he had only experienced making love to one girl before – his ex-wife.He quickly grabbed his tube of. Taking long firm licks across my crack stopping briefly to apply pressure over my hole, dipping his tongue into me.I felt my cock oozing pre cum onto my chest as I completely gave control to him. I reached down and ran my fingers through his short hair, pulling on the back of his head as I ached for him to be deep inside of me.Nick lifted the pressure that was bending my legs up over my head and let my legs rest on the bed again. I was ravenous for his body at this point, luckily for me he was.