?Don’t worry,? I replied, opening my trunk, ?this’ll warm you up.?She whistled with appreciation at my stash. ?You are sooo awesome, I’m not eve... kidding.??So I’ve been told,? I said, grabbing the tire iron that I also keep in my trunk. I stood looking at her for a moment, and something in my expression must have given me away, because her smile faded as if she had just stepped in dog shit.?Oh, fuck!? she started to say, but the tire iron connected with the side of her head before she could get. Now laying on his side next to me, he held my cock tight at the base and swung his leg over my head, his hard cock and tight ball sack only inches away from my face. Without a word, he put his mouth on me and slid his soft, wonderful lips down down my shaft. I continued to look up, just staring at his balls and ass and then moved my hands to his thighs, stroking them lightly in approval, thanking him for his attention. He began to move back, lowering and pushing himself closer to my face. I. Unfortunately, her lab coat blocked most of his view, but he could still make out most of its shape. He quickly found himself entranced by the image in front of him.Sally smiled. “About damn time you noticed my ass, but I need an answer. Does she want it textured?”“I’m sure she does. Probably something a lot closer to a normal tongue.”“I’d be curious to meet this woman and see for myself just how rough her tongue is,” she said before going back to tapping at her computer but not before flipping. I stood up and held my arm out for Ginny. She looked at me. She was a little confused. I nodded my head towards the dance floor. The light bulb turned on. She smiled at me and stood up. We headed to the dance floor. I was pumped up with excitement. A beautiful woman was chasing me. This hadn’t ever happened to me before in my life. I had chased beautiful women before and even got somewhere with one once, but I was always the definite chaser. Ginny was making no bones about things. She wanted.