Your girl said you might want to fuck me in the ass. You can have some pussy, too, if you want."My dick went on immediate alert. Standing in front of ...e was a girl who looked to be about 17. She had thick, red curls pulled into a ponytail. She wore a little black jumper with a white tee shirt underneath, black tie up shoes and white knee-high socks. The girl was asking me to fuck her!"Honey, honey, we have a visitor, " I called to my girl. She came out in the other half of our matching. This is a 1982 vintage... goes down nicely.” He popped the cork on a bottle of Dom Perignon and poured filled two flutes.The drink was the colour of pale honey and tasted like liquid sherbet on my tongue. Liam sat beside me, leaving a polite distance. He draped one arm casually over the back of the chair and angled his torso towards me.After two glasses of Champagne and a lengthy debate about the British legal system, I was feeling tipsy. I turned on my phone to a flurry of Whatsapp messages. Even in her high heels, she moved with a grace that was ill-placed on the dirty street fraught with obstacles like a homeless man and countless wasted frat boys. He follows her into one of the many bars, easily blending into the pulsing crowd. Her voice carries above the noise of the revelers, "Rum and coke, please," - a rather hard drink for a seemingly soft girl. He walks up to the bar next to her, smiling, "Make that two." The bartender complies as her gaze connects with his own; for a. I use my tongue to lube your cock, as you start to slide in and out slowly. Getting deeper each time you push in. You bite your lip and tilt your head back as you moan in pure ecstasy. You hold my head still as you slowly fuck my mouth, pushing your length into my mouth before pulling out. You look down to my face and give out a big sigh as you se my lipstick smeared along your hard shaft. My red lips look so sexy, wrapped around your solid meat, making you push in again. Your hands move over.