"There's a Ladies' Lockup going on at the Trophy Room Friday night. Wecan go there and then came back here for the slumber party." The TrophyRoom was ... sports bar downtown that I was working part-time as abarmaid. I had foolishly forgotten to retrieve a credit card that I hadloaned to Jimmy and he ran up a huge bill after we split up. The creditcard company was holding me responsible so I had to get a second job totry and make the payments. The bartenders all wore black and whitestriped shirts. She whimpered but did not try to push me away. I pressed on and soon I was fully inside her. Tight took on a new meaning and I felt like a warm vise had grabbed hold of my dick. This was a new sensation for both of us, something that only we cold ever share. Very slowly I began to stroke. I watched as Anitas face went from a look of nervousness to one of pure bliss. I increased my tempo and enjoyed the feel of her incredible tightness massaging my cock. We locked eyes as I pushed in and out of. See… Ke awaz karne lag gai mai us time chut chatna accha nahi smjhta tha pr bad me mujhe aacha lagne laga… Jse ki mai oral sex ko accha nahi smjta tha to maine direct chudai karne ki sochi or mai uske upr aa gaya or lund ander karne ki kosish karne laga pr choot itni tight the k ander nahi ja raha tha jese he mai joor lagata tha vo ushal jati the or ander nahi ja pata tha maine kafi der tri kiya pr kush nahi ho paya… Akhir me tang aa kar maine cupboard se sarso ka tel nekala or uski choot pe. “Please...”It was almost hypnotic. I felt her hand on my shoulder as I turned to face the bed and then lie on the towel, face down and bottom-up. I could feel my dress raised to above my panties; Stacy must have done this as I turned around and laid across the towel. I saw Stacy place the thermometer on the nightstand and then I felt her fingertips at the waistband of my panties, pulling them down to my knees as I instinctively, no longer with any hesitation, raised up for them to be.