So we decided to meet exchange our contact numbers and she messaged me her address.With her message I also got her message that there is one surprise ...or me.I went to near her apartment and gave her call then she told me to come up and door was open.I went and entered her house and closed the door.House was great furnished flat beautiful designs and well furnished.So as I went in she was waiting there wearing a nighty as she was at home she told she liked to wear it as it is comfortable.I was. My pussy spasms around my hand, squirting gushes of slut juice over my thighs. You pump your cock hard and praise me for being such a horny little slut, but you stop to help me back to my knees when I have stopped shuddering.“Another drink, slut?” You ask me and I nod gratefully. You pass me it and raise your glass.“To squirting cunts!” You exclaim, your cock hard as stone as it juts out of your jeans.“To squirting cunts!” I toast back, giggling a little wildly. It took me a while to acquire. I was beginning to agree withhim, though I couldn't understand why. I looked in the mirror - my hairwas too short, it definitely would look better longer. I would lookbetter in a dress. Too bad I hadn't got anything to rectify it. I lookedat the addresses he had given me. I was keen to meet up with him again,and it meant looking attractive. Tomorrow, I would go shopping.The following day, I stuck to my promise and went out to look for theseplaces. All I had to do was tell them who had sent me. Scarlett downed a glass of scotch and started loosening up. She also started gyrating to the music, doing her best to match Cheryl. Stan leaned over to Bill and said "she ain't much of a dancer, but get a load of that body." Both men chuckled.Cheryl whispered to Angela "so which one you want?" Angela told her she would take Bill. He was after the boss and famous in the world of business, why should she settle.Angela sat on Bill's lap as Cheryl and Stan went off to one of the suites bedrooms..