We wandered down the street, looking for the next bar. We found one called the Dollhouse, and decided to go in. We found a table and immediately order...d our drinks. I had the need to go to the restroom, and excused myself from my friends. On my way back to the table, I noticed a woman alone on the dance floor. Her dark red hair was cascading down past her shoulders, her red halter top barely containing her 34D breasts, and her tight black skirt showing off her shapely ass. I stood there,. ” Polo whispered to me. He pulled out of me and lifting my hip as before, he turned by body over so I was face down on the granite counter. With my feet just reaching the floor, Polo moved my legs wide apart and got back in the re-entry position and slid back into me with so much ease his penis must have though it was back home, Although now he was reaching even deeper into me, again wave after wave of sexual electricity was flowing through my whole being, I could feel Polo was reaching his. I was actually surprised at how well he jumped on that idea. I guess you just never know when a seemingly stupid idea might actually be a masterpiece for someone else. Even though we were both pumped up about this little routine-proposal song, I decided I would still double check to make sure he was still good with it. I found that after a good night's sleep; yesterday's sweet idea often has a sour taste the next go round.3:35pm, Friday, February 7, 2003Bryant and I met up at Harry's Bar and we. She could feel the heat on her legs, on her belly, and especially on her breasts. It stopped just when the ends of her tits started to ache.This thing happened again a few minutes later. It repeated regularily. Soon, she remarked that it lasted longer... or were her tits becoming more sensitive? She realized it must have happened for a while when she was asleep, before the heat on her nipples became painful.Then, the whole thing became a real torture. When the heating device switched on, the.