”What are you expecting from today? What would be the perfect scenario?She contemplates the thought. “I just want to be given a really good, reall... dirty, really perverted, and really really hard ... Rogering ... I’m hoping he’ll be an experienced, well trained, and very very inconsiderate lover...” There’s a glint in her eye that is pure filth.Fade to black. Then the beats of the Bee Gees’ “Staying Alive” fade in, as does the perfectly edited strut of Samson the German Pointer and his scruffy. She looked like a dumb blond, but Danny suddenly sensed a spark hidden under that bubble of hair. ‘I’m Irish,’ he said. ‘Real Irish?’ Jennifer asked. ‘I didn’t think there were many black people in Ireland.’ Danny glared across the table at Pedro, who smirked. That was the thing about country bars. It was likely that the only people of color aside from Pedro and him were the staff in the kitchen. Carla looked embarrassed and he had the sudden realization that Jennifer simply didn’t want to be. "It's okay. Anything to help a co-worker." There was a pause."Alexa, can I ask you a question? A pretty personal question?"Alexa raised an eyebrow. "Sure... I guess." Well, you don't have to answer it, but... I was wondering. Are you a virgin? I mean, you're so sweet and young... so innocent..."Alexa was taken aback. "I knew I was out of line... I'm sorry Alexa. Let me walk you to your car and-" No, no it's okay. I'll answer you." She paused briefly. "No Hugh, I'm not a virgin." Really?" Hugh. That gasp turned into a moan when her fiance began playing with her clit. She was so sensitive between the weed and good dicking that she bucked into his hand almost uncontrollably. "Oh pleade.." she whined, grabbing his wrist with one hand and pushing it lower. The lady would get what she wanted. Sliding one finger into her was the easiest thing. She gaped around it and it barely touched the walls. Had his cock really done that? Well obviously she needed a little something more. Anna's fiance.