.ok, who could this be?! Could it be your ex or just a girlfriend you haven't spoken in a while? Without thinking too long you answer back."would love...a drink, just need to know where im going so if you could text me who you are and where you live I will drop by a.s.a.p.!X"Within 30 secs she replies back and the address is just two block down from where you live. You still cant figure out who it is but hey, you will find out soon wont you.You start walking to the address and at the same time. She laughed but her eyes said that the idea intrigued her. She wondered how we'd make these fantasies come true. We’re both too risk adverse to troll Craigslist. Maybe a local chatroom? “All of this talk of extra dicks and boobies is making me horny again, and I see you're already ready,” she said, nodding at my hard-on. We fucked and it didn't cross my mind again until I saw what she was wearing when she came into the room when my buddy Ron was over a month later. She had on hip-hugging. “Yeah,” he answered with some surprise, “of course, that’d be great.”We went back to the bar to gather up our things and order a couple more drinks. His arm was around my waist, nothing too aggressive, just enough to assure me he was interested. When we went to order the drinks, he insisted on paying for them and I didn’t argue. I told him I was drinking Chardonnay he shook his head.“Chardonnay is good, but you deserve better. I hear they make a wicked Bellini here. Care to try one?”I said I’d. "What?" I had a sudden image of some brute attacking your pussy with a bolt cropper."June laughed. "God, what a thought. I'd give him a blow job to keep him quiet." A brute like that would want more. If he couldn’t have your pussy, he’d take your arse." The arse I promised only you could have. Don't remind me."Dan sat with a philosophical smile. "It was a good promise. I know things went a bit sideways, but when you promised, in the context it was made, it was good." But promises are supposed.