“Thanks. Bacardi and Coke, large.” I smiled. She was class - a walking billboard for 50s retro haute couture - sophisticated, and from the money...side of town. I gave Joe the order. Two drunk barflies started glaring at the angel next to me, so we moved to a corner of the bar. She slid gracefully from the snug and I stole another look at paradise. She spoke about her husband, but I wasn’t listening. Clients were usually tediously boring religious nuts, or middle-aged losers living beyond. Under her dress she had on a long legged panty corselette, withflesh coloured seemed stockings.Dave smiled, and told her he would be glad to see such a lovely womanwelcome him when he got home.After Dave left she gave his kitchen and living room a thorough goingover. It certainly needed it. He house needed a woman's touch shethought.She was in heaven; she was a housewife cleaning "her" home, waiting forher man to come home. Her "clit" was hard all day; this was all shewanted out of life. This. .click…click in the most feminine way possible while running in way too high heels for running….and catch up with her just as she entered the ladies room. ‘Brenda, I’ve got to go.’ she said. ‘Go where?’ I asked. ‘The guy I’m with wants to go someplace private and I want to go with him.’ Nadine responded as she opened her purse. She took out her vial of cocaine and asked me if I was interested. Inhibitions having long left me I gladly imbibed once again along with my apparently. I went up to her and locked my lips with hers and lifted her to kiss her boobs, but her mood had no limits. She wrapped her legs around my body and pressed my head towards her boobs, I enjoyed sucking those pink nipples. I gave love bites on various parts of her body and she just became mad at my every action I threw her on bed and removed her dripping panty in one shot and started sucking madly, at first I tried inserting one finger, later was finger fucking her with three fingers. After our.