We were in close quarters, as she stood between my stool and the bar rail. She giggled and flirted through our conversation, before reaching into the ...ront pocket of her jeans and nonchalantly taking out a tube of lip gloss. She casually applied it as we chatted. Moments later, Lacey leaned in and gently placed her lips on mine; the tips of our tongues tangled briefly and I tasted the scented strawberry gloss as they parted. I reached up slowly and my fingertips traced down the front of her. ~~~Darren sends Nozomi a text.Darren texts, "What’s good?"Nozomi texts back, "Settling in from work, hbu."Darren texts, "In a Texas Chainsaw Massacre mood??"Nozomi texts back, "When am I not? Lol."Darren texts, "Lol, okay word. What’s a good time??"Nozomi texts back, "I need a nap first, so how about come by at 8."Darren texts, "Bet! See you then."Nozomi hooks up her charger, and begins her nap.Later on...Darren is driving on the way to Nozomi’s. He’s excited as hell like it’s the first time. He could not wait for seven o’clock to arrive.The Perfect EveningStephanie was out the front door of the station’s complex at five before seven. She went to her Jaguar and put her things in it and as she closed the door, she heard a car driving up. She looked and it was Raymond pulling beside hers. She smiled as he stuck his car in park and got out. Stephanie watched as he walked around the front of his Mercedes and to the passenger door to open it for her. She was very impressed in his actions. .. Dear, dear! The dildo is driving me wild. I don't want to be a selfish cunt any longer. I don't want to be a dyke-slut. I want to be your faithful and obedient wife. But... but...” Her face twisted with rapture. “Please.”Clint's hand shot out and, while still kissing my sister, ripped the toy from the MILF's cunt. Mrs. Armstrong groaned and collapsed on the floor, the dildo buzzing beside her, wiggling and squirming, soaked in her juices.I smiled at the sight. My body buzzed. I wanted more.