”“You liked the facial, or this… or both?”“Both, I think.”She put whipped cream on my nipples and took her time licking it off, swirling h...r tongue around, sucking and adding a few light nips. All the time she stroked a fingernail up and down my cock.“You’ll feel something on your lips, eat it.”I tasted banana and took a few bites until her lips met mine. We kissed as she tickled my thighs and sides.“You thought I forgot about under your arms,” she said and adjusted her position. I think she. And it is brightly lit and safe, just in case you or I feel any fear in meeting a stranger. If we need an escape. You are sitting by a window, alone, reading a paperback novel, wearing a flowery skirt and a matching blouse. You are tall. Six feet tall. Maybe a bit more. You are blonde. At least you were truthful about your appearance. I’ve heard stories of…well, let’s just say that not everyone is as truthful. Sipping a coffee as you wait for me to arrive. I walk over to you and sit down. You. "Hell, Zoe, what more do you want? I don't care that you're gay. I mean, not in the slightest. Unless, you know, you start making comments about how great Meredith's boobs are or how nice Randi's butt looks. Nope, even those I'd be OK with, I guess. I'm not sure exactly what you want me to say." Well, let's see, when I told my mom she gave me a lecture about how hard my life would be unless I reconsidered my choice," Zoe said angrily. "When I told my best friend, she immediately worried that I. I drank enough that I was on the verge of being drunk. I went to the bar to order shots for me and my friends. I ended up standing right beside the man I made eye contact with earlier. He introduced himself as Gregory. Just the name alone started to soak my very tight hole. We flirted for a while, me acting like an easy fuck before I told him I had to get back to my friends. I licked my lips very slowly before I turned away and made my way back to my friends. I needed him deep inside me.