I’m looking at the contours created across her t -shirt, she’s obviously bra-less, and so near to me, virtually touching my face. I’m completel... lost now as I visualize her leaning forward so two cushions envelop my face. Lifting her ‘T’ and discarding it on the bar, the club becomes a distant fog, and now it’s just her and me. She takes her left breast in her palm and lifts it so her nipple is touching my cheek. She sways side to side brushing it against my lips inviting me to open my mouth. She was funny and she didn't know why.I stopped at my car and so did she. After a bit more verbal sparring I went down on her and she soon got into that. Her pussy smelt divine, the aroma of her sex was unbelievable. I got her close to an orgasm when I nibbled on her clit but then pulled away, leaving her on the edge, panting for more. For me this was just the entrée before the main course.She made a big show of telling me how disgusted she'd been at what I done to her in the film theatre but. It was a problem; one she had no idea how to go about fixing.It wasn't that she was gay or anything. At least, she was pretty sure she wasn't. By the time she hit high school and knew what the word meant she tended to think of herself as bisexual. She liked guys. She was honestly and truly attracted to them, but they just couldn't satisfy all of her needs and could do nothing to satisfy her curiosity about what it was like to be with a girl.Near the end of her time in high school Paige would. Her nipples were extremely perky and nice. I then moved to her belly region and started sucking on to it. She started moaning loudly and begging for more. I then moved to the juiciest lips of this world and started eating her lips.Oh boy, there were so juicy, it was so wet. Her pussy was oozing liquid out. I slowly started slurping my tongue on her pussy and rolling it deeper. Every time I would dig deeper she would moan louder. I reached her clit and started to nibble on her. At the same time.