After a couple of hours I was really feeling the effects of the alcohol and so was Rog. We were dancing closer and Rog attempted to kiss me. I turne... my head but in my state I wanted to let him kiss me for I could feel a very strong erection on our close dancing but I was married and Walt was in the room. Walt was enjoying watching the waves coming in and the moon glow on the water. He was definitely keeping the drinks coming and it was reaching the point that dancing was fast becoming. You're gonna love it!"A credit card later and so it was, the real fake Brittany Spears was coming to my house. I started feeling better already.***She was standing on my porch with her hair in blonde pigtails. A tight white cotton blouse unbuttoned and knotted in the middle of her chest. A short little checkered skirt and knee high white socks. She looked a little older maybe, a little less perfect. But she'd do.I opened the door and said, "Hi Brittany!" and smiled real big and then I hit her. His hand slowly slid up her body until it cupped her naked breast. He could feel Erica's nipple harden as he squeezed the soft mound of flesh. He slid his hand slowly down her belly, over her belly button, and into her shorts. He slipped his hand into her panties and ran his fingers through the short curls of her well-trimmed pubic hair. He could hear her breathing grow deeper as his hand felt the hot moisture of her horny slit. He slowly ran a finger down her slick, sensitive lips. Tingles. It is dark and filthy in there, but you don’t mind. You are just hoping that some guy… any guy . . . walks in soon. You don’t care what he looks like. You are going to be his fucktoy. You know you have to be so dirty at first, he cant resist. Then you are just going to let him use you anyways he wants. I am 27 businessman. I am also on my way home from a long lonely trip. I just left a strip club about a half hour ago. I am d***k, horny, and really needing to piss. I get out of my car, and.