" Fiona giggled and beamed, looking at his excited face with a smirk."Right..." Yeah, she came up to me and asked me to dance, and we did. And she tol... me I was a crap kisser but I offered to walk her home and she said she would love me to as she was going to go home with one of her friends, but they were messing her around. So we are chatting, and I did as you said, just got her to talk and listened. She asked why I was a bad kisser if I was so good at going down on girls and I just sort of. Jenny grabbed my hand and said: you forgot something as she put a little piece of folded paper in the palm of my hand. Then she winked at me and walked away. I read her note on the way to the valet station and my already raging sexual appetite grew larger! Her note said, if you couldnt already tell I think you are an extremely sexy lady and when I saw you sit in my section I couldnt believe my luck. Please call me, I want you in the worst way! Jenny xoxox. When our car arrived the valet. Maybe he wasn’t right on that count. Might as well find out, eh? James Roberts was feeling depressed, which wasn’t a surprise either. James led a hollow shell of an existence; living with a deep hole in his soul that he felt nothing could fill. He had divorced his bitch of a wife a few years ago. He had joint custody over his 15-year-old daughter, Amy, but he was currently unemployed, which made it difficult for him to provide for her when she was at his house. Hoping to temporarily end his. " Well, for one thing, it would probably squish them both pretty bad. For another, me poking around in your little pussy would probably hurt them too. I was going to ask you if it would be all right if I ate you, but you know what happens to you when I do that." You mean I usually cum, right? That's what you're afraid will happen? How could that possibly hurt them? You're just making excuses because you aren't interested in me anymore." No, I meant that you get all hot and crazy when I eat you..