"Sara smiled at him. He didn't react."Beer," she said.The bartender quickly pulled an ice-cold beer from the tap."Anything else we could help you with..." he asked.The customer's gaze stayed fixed on her. Sara laughed briefly."Well, what do you think?" she asked.The two men looked at each other quickly, and the bartender smiled vaguely:"That sure sounds promising, eh Billy?" Yeah yeah," Billy murmured. "But I don't think she knows what she's getting herself into."Sara drank from her beer, then. Now i am moaning my approval ---- Mick tells Jen to come here and help him ---- she kneels on the sofa and moves to us ---her tits are dangling against the silk vest -- her nipples are huge ---- i lean forward and slide my hand inside the hanging vest -- holding each breast firm and rolling her nipples ....She has very sensitve nipples as do i and we are both moaning from our massaging !!!Micks hands release me and open the sheet fully so that Jen can see my very wet open pussy ---- her fingers. All the time they danced all she could think about was getting back to his apartment. She finally suggested they call it an evening.As they were driving back she reached over and ran her fingers through his hair and played with it. Then let her hand caress his neck. She reached over and kissed his ear and bit it and then bit his neck. His hand moved over and touched her knee which was exposed. Slowly his hand slid up her leg with the fingers on the inside of her thigh. She parted her. ?Stand up straight!? I snapped. ?Look at you, all dressed uplike a French whore. You look like a cheap tart, and that's what you are, acheap tart.? Slowly I walked round her, inspecting her as a sergeantwould inspect her troops. I kept a sneer on my face while I adjusted the strapof her chemise, not that it needed it, but the effect was noticeably gettingthrough to her ?Kneel.? As Andrea got down on her knees I reached in mypocket for my afternoon purchase. I dangled it in front of her face..