I quickly ran the washcloth over the pubes and just barely edging in toward glory land.As she slightly raised one leg, she braced herself by placing h...r good arm on my back. I took my time washing that gorgeous leg, glancing up at that nearly shaven pubic area. I stood up straight as she turned to present the other leg to me. As she turned, her good hand brushed against my raging rod. Was it a deliberate brush, or did she even notice? When ai looked at her face she was still looking at my cock.. I press myself against you instantly as you slam me into the wall. All the day's frustration is released and your kissing me, hot lips pressed to my neck and I'm grinding against you like there's not a second to waste. The lift moves you and you throw the doors open, stopping the lift with only a wall of concrete between us and the world.You look me up and down as I'm pressed against the wall, chest heaving, nipples hard and pussy wet. I feel my clit pulsing as I'm aching for you to be inside. I rarely buy my own drinks at the bar, and get enough offers for dancing to keep me having a good time. I finally found an appropriate outfit. The top was a halter style with just a string to tie in the back. Anyone looking at me would know I wasn’t wearing a bra. The skirt was short, just past my rounded ass. And of course, a good old pair of “fuck me” heels. I decided to skip the panties. If I met someone I wanted to fuck, I didn’t want anything getting in the way. It would make bumping and. ”I said to her I felt tired and wanted to stay indoors with a glass of red wine if she was happy with that. We could order room service if she wanted and stay and enjoy the wine. She ordered the best bottle of chardonnay and sat on the settee right beside me. We decided on the menu and this was ordered before we sat down with two almost full glasses of wine. She was generally used to drinking very quickly. However today, she sat right beside me and started sipping her wine slowly. We switched.