" "Oh, wow, I had one of those back when I was in college...." Anne smiled at the memory. "I don't think you want purple though, right?" "Naaah. How a...out one kinda like that green one I used to have as a kid?" James thought about the little green and yellow jacket that her mother had sewn for her back in the third grade. She had been the envy of all of the other little boys in class, because Anne had let her sew all sorts of cool patches on it. The memory was pleasant, of a time back before. Hmmm that’s like a good boy, I said. Ok come on now and do the favor.He came over me and kissing me. He was sucking my boobs and places his hands on my pussy under my g-string. He was rubbing my clit I was in heaven. I cross my legs to hold his hand. But he spread my legs and forcefully rubbed my click. This time I moaned iissss, aaaahhhhh. I was completely wet by that time. He suddenly stop and by the time I open my eyes he remove his cloths and placed his tool in front of my mouth. He pulls. She had on a little dark blue dress that really set off her shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. I asked, with a name like Shannon if she was Irish and she said partly, I had to smile and tell her that I was too, quite a coincidence, two Irish woman drinking wine in a bar alone.For a while we made idle chatting about wine and being Irish and just stupid stuff so that we could visit. It seemed to be getting louder and it was hard to hear each other. Shannon reached across the table and. Wendi felt like the room was spinning crazily as he massaged her G-spot, suddenly with a rush of embarrassment she realized she was going to come very hard and most likely moan in front of all these people. Seeming to see her anguish, the mystery man captured her rosebud lips with his and stifled the moans against his teeth, his tongue dipping into her mouth to taste the honeyed sweetness. Flushing with need and excitement, she again looked into the enigmatic face, still cloaked in shadow,.