Since a comment in one of the past chapters made a good point, there’s something I need to tell you, readers. Although it’s very bad of me make yo... wait so long, I do need to tell you what the characters look like. Originally, my idea was to just let you use your imagination, but I know some people don’t like doing that all that much.Jeremy is somewhat tall, with dark brown hair. His glasses are black and not too thick. As for his clothing, that’s something you can picture yourself unless I say. The guy told Ana that she was the sluttiest looking girl in the bar and he would not mind taking her out and fuck her in a wild way. Ana just laughed it off, telling him she was a married woman and her husband was there; so the black man left the bar later…pub with his friends.The next evening we went again to the same bar. Ana went inside first and two minutes later, she texted me saying the same black guy was there. I told her to pick up him.So I went back home to get everything ready.. Laying on my bed, I spread my legs and touch the lips of my pussy. I'm already soaking wet, and I can't resist sliding two fingers inside myself. Oh god, it feels so good. I feel the juices that had coated the inside of my panties against my knuckles and it turns me on even more. Removing my fingers, I suck them into my mouth and taste myself. You love it when I do that, don't you? I can tell by the look on your face when you see me do it. It makes me feel so naughty. I reach into the bedside. Just for you...” it seemed to me that there was a double meaning. I told myself that I was imagining it and not to be so silly. I found myself looking at my watch and gazing up the street to see her approach. She really was a strikingly attractive woman and my mind began to wander to what might be. ‘Penny for them.’ I was brought back to reality with a shock; I had let my mind wander and had not noticed her walk into the coffee shop. She was now taking the seat opposite me and I flushed with.