I sat at a booth at the back, sucking down a couple of beers when I saw her come into the bar. It wasn't that she didn't fit, she looked outwardly lik... any of a dozen other rich girls in the bar who were looking for sex, or drugs, or some complicated guy to bring some excitement to their dull lives, but she also had a look of a woman who was looking for something, or someone. Her eyes floated over me, and I saw her take a hard look at me not in a real obvious way, but in an intent way. My hands are in front of her, one caressing her belly, the other gripping your erection.I squeeze your cock hard, you gasp, she pinches your nipples.“Kneel,” she commands, “I want to feel your tongue on me.”You obey, holding her thighs as she spreads her legs a little. You push your tongue up against her, probing. She leans back as I hold her breasts. She slips down her straps, allowing my hands full access. My cock is still sliding between her legs, the head throbbing against her clitoris. I. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue," you tell me. I close my eyes and get goosebumps all over, I can't believe this is really happening. You turn them inside out and place your fingers under the crotch that are completely smeared with your mixed sex juices. "Suck them clean," you say, almost daring me. I open my eyes and glance at you then lower them in shame, seeing your hand with your dirty sex panties dangling from it, inches from my outstretched tongue. I obediently lean forward,. I shook my head ‘no’ and said, “It’s more about the radiant beauty modeling the ‘pajamas’!”Cherry seemed to like that answer and she made a slow turn to show me all angles. I didn’t care if my eyes dried out like sand in the desert, I wasn’t going to blink and miss any of her! I was sitting in bed, stupefied, and she enjoyed it.“Where’s your camera? Take a picture: it’ll last longer!” she said.I snatched my phone off of the bed and began taking pictures. I couldn’t believe my luck: my new.