For tonight, all the men were out. There would be no wild, passionate love with a construction worker from downtown, there would be no heated make-out...sessions with a small, pierced collegian, she desired not the sight of a briefcase tossed across the room as a dark stranger followed her to bed. Her prey was chosen, decided. And where? Her breath caught in her throat when he squeezed her arm suddenly, and she felt the exhalation of his breath against her small, pierced ear. ‘She’s here,’ he. I lean over the bar to order and push my ass out, smoothing my hands over my skirt, first my hips and then slowly over my ass, looking back at him and smirking and shaking my curls out over my back. I look directly at him and lick my lips, letting a smile slowly spread across my face as he starts to walk over to me. Chatting with him about the beers I am waiting on, I grab his upper arm gently and tilt my head to the side with a smile. I look over at you and smirk, both of us knowing that my. .. "Excuse me," Harriet called from behind the teen as he once again chanted his order from his list. "I only want one ice cream. Do you mind if I go first?" ... one vanilla with a strawberry twist," the youth barely seemed to pause. "Do you mind, I was here first ... One double chocolate with nuts..." Ahem," Harriet stepped forward so that she stood right behind the bespectacled youth. "I really would be most grateful..." And she plunged her right hand down the front of his shorts." ... a. Again, without protest, I did what he said.Climbing onto the sofa I straddled him, placing my knees on either side of him, desperate to feel what this thick old cock felt like inside me. He was grinning like the cat who got the cream as he looked up at me. I'd seen that look before. Guys loved having me straddle them, towering over them as they looked at my body, my large heavy tits swaying, my ribcage showing slightly leading down to my small waist, curvy hips and bald pussy. As I held his.