Phir maene dhire dhire uske boobs ko dbate dbate uske top ko nikalne laga usne b meri madad ki or apna top utarkar rakh diya,jaese hi kale frok ko mae...e utara to uske andar ka badan dekh kar main to paagalon ki tarah use par karne lga,wo mann hi mann mujhe itna khush dekh kar muskura rahi thi,pjir usnr kaha k jaan ek baat kahun maene kaha han bolo to usne kaha k agr hum sex karenge to main maa to ni banungi na,maene phir use samjhaya k agar tum mera paani aone mu mein logi to aane wale 3months. “Are you okay?” he repeated. “You looked like you were about to faint.” “Uh … maybe I could use some water,” she said, and he dashed off to get some. She looked across the room again at Aly. Ashley had been around enough beautiful girls to think about them sexually. But it had never gone beyond idle speculation. And she had never had a feeling about anyone, male or female, like what was flooding through her now. It was like some crazy fever: She wanted to grab Aly, tear her clothes off, cover. I'm not sure how she got in touch with him, but she met him at the same bar where she met him before. Terry lied to me that night and told me that she would going out drinking with her friend Jean (the same friend that she was with the first time she sucked Bill's cock). Terry confessed that she did not go out with Jean. She went straight to the bar. In the parking lot, she took off her panties and bra, sat in her car and masturbated, until it was time for their date.Bill was already at the bar. "Hello?" I asked."Hi! Is this Tiffany?" he replied.I swallowed hard and my eyes lit up in both shock and pleasure at the same time. I blushed and felt completely embarrassed that I barely had any clothes on - even though this was just a phone call and he had no idea what I was wearing and nobody could possibly see me."Yes. Who's calling?" I asked, with a slight crack in my voice. I knew it was him, but I somehow wanted to make sure I wasn't imaging this, or it wasn't just some asshole.