Liam seemed excited and pleased, insisting that it was for my happiness as well as his.He then suggested that we go down to the pub to memorialize our...new fantasy. Through my growing haze, I smiled my agreement, happy to be anywhere with him. With a mischievous grin, he asked if I would wear one of my slutty outfits for him. I shrugged and happily agreed. I slipped into the back room to get ready. Where was this heading?When I returned, Liam’s jaw dropped open in appreciation. I was wearing a. So the night moves on and another one of her alcoholic girlfriends (lets call her drunky) comes over and starts to shotgun beers with her and her husband. I just pound a few beers as the hours wear on cuz in my mind Im thinking how to get us alone for a quickie. Maybe i can say we're going for food. I turn to tell her this and notice her and gayboy had went to bed. Oh well. So i try to hold a conversation with her friend, but she is waaaaay gone. drunky wants to go to sleep and i stay to finish. She soon began to thrash about, and opening her eyes, moved her loins about, and the first pain of the entrance over, I began a slow weaving, rhythmic motion on her body, allowing my prong to glide in and out of the heated moistness of her glove-like membranes.‘Oh, oh, oh,’ she cried, ‘you are cruel, cruel indeed! Why could you not be easier with me?’Then, pain giving way to more passionate sensations, she allowed her bare arms to steal tightly around my neck and her loins gave me back thrust. She only looks about sixteen. I would like to see her real ID."I nodded and said "I'd like to see it too."I then said "If you feel like it, you are allowed to join them towards the end of the show."She looked at me, and said "Like I am going to get up on the stage and perform."I just smiled.The show was getting ready, as the small stage area, had a curtain suddenly go around it, effectly blocking our view. It was only closed for a couple of minutes, when it opened again. There was a bed on the.