She recognized that Denise wasn't completely undisciplined in her life, but she didn't take care of the details in the same way that she did her work....he had noticed early on that when Denise worked she demonstrated good posture. She sat at the computer in a proper fashion. As soon as she stopped working though, Denise would slouch down. She didn't take care of her personal appearance. It wasn't that she was sloppy; it was just that her hair wasn't styled right, her clothes didn't fit in a. She looked to be around twenty-three which was what everyone looked like in the club. She had short blonde hair and what looked like sea blue eyes. She wore a low cut shirt, a pair of boot cut jeans, and a pair of old yet still in fashion pair of pointed toe boots. She looked out of place not because of the clothes she was wearing, but by the way she looked. Her eyes screamed that she was worried, about what he had no clue. He smiled as he saw her turn and quickly walked towards him."Hi there. David and Stella disappeared and Karen was soon sucking my cock clean before we wandered off to the living room still naked to watch some porn. About an hour later we were joined by David and Stella; Stella made sure to squeeze in beside me and asked if the film on the TV was any good. I replied that it was the usual standard and asked if she had recovered from her exertions. She nodded and smiled at David; I excused myself and invited David to come to the kitchen for a drink.As we walked into. "Suck my big dick!"Carol lifted and steadied the huge shaft with her free hand, then bent own her head to take the tip into her mouth. She was shocked as she felt her lips stretch around the spongy head almost impossibly far and let her tongue swab around it, hearing Miss K moan in appreciation. Short of breath, Carol pulled her mouth off of Miss K's dick and looked up over her huge, heaving tits into Miss K's dark eyes."Man, you're a big girl!" Carol panted out. "How big are you?" 12 inches.