Sam was tempted but the look on Tiffany’s face the next day had made her worried. ?I?. don’t think we should Sean? I am pretty sure Tiffany knew I...had someone round. If her folks found out?? She trailed off seeing Sean’s expression darken. Guiltily she looked down at her cup. ?well?? She acquiesced, ?maybe you could come, just for a little while. I’ll text you if it looks okay.?Sean’s expression cleared a little and he nodded. ?Cool. I’ll look forwards to it.?Sam gulped down the rest of her. He tilted his head to the side and looked down at her, his eyes scanning over her face then down towards her breasts. He licked his lips in appreciation, and then chortled again as she pushed uselessly at him. He released her wrists and ran his hands down her arms, until he reached her breasts. Slowly he brushed his thumbs against her covered nipples and she moaned gently and arched into him. He continued to run his hands up and down her waist and then winked at her when she moaned a little. “That was fucking amazing.” You pull her close. She has a very nice mouth, and full lips. You have the urge to bite them. “I’m glad you liked it. I love ass-fucking men. Judging from our conversations, I thought you’d be okay with it.” Her face was flushed, and her nipples were still stiff. It was obvious she was still turned on, still ready. You slide your hand between her legs, and she’s sopping wet. “Kiss me” she says, her voice low and urgent. You do, and take the opportunity to bite her. Another finger grazes my clit and I squeal. I need to cum. I grab his cock hard through his pants. He groans at my touch and pushes his crotch against my hand.Sliding his hand back up to my bottom, he says, “And now, lovely, I will fuck you. You will feel every inch of me caressing your insides. And you will cum like you deserve to cum. A woman like you doesn't need to cum alone in a bathroom stall ever again."He pulls me off the bar and bends me over the barstool. I hear his zipper come down..