“I can’t hold it anymore Tiffany, I’m going to cum!”Her only response was sucking harder, milking my cock with her tongue and mouth. My hand ...ripped some of her soft hair in my hands, as I felt my balls tighten and release. What felt like spurt after spurt of my cum began to shoot into her mouth, forcing me to breathe hard. Tiffany continued to suck, taking all my cum and swallowing it. Her mouth slowly backed off of my cock as it became too sensitive, licking her lips as she looked up at. Before I can walk away, he grabs my hand and pulls me close and look me in the eyes. ‘I had to stop. Your breasts against my back are making me insane.’ I smile a naughty little grin and swing my leg over the front of him so I am facing him. He grabs the back of my hair, forcibly but not painfully and tilts my head so he can plant a long, hard, deep kiss on my mouth. A moan escapes the most inner part of me in pleasure. We begin to kiss passionately and his hand is firmly in my hair, guiding my. Once she got him from the bar though, it was a different story. He was all over her and at one stage she thought he was going to try and fuck her in the car park. He had already asked for a blow job in the toilet. Neither of those things were happening. She was quite happy for him to do almost anything he wanted to her but it was going to be in a secure environment. That’s why she convinced him to go to a local motel. It was walking distance and she knew the owner. He was pretty drunk. .well, I came to the shop late for a fitting because I was hoping that it might lead to something more…’ I replied and went on to tell her what my ex had said about her watching me and that I had hoped she had lesbian tendencies. ‘But I never imagined it would lead to something as wonderful as this!’ She chuckled and said ‘Well, I am glad you enjoyed it. Your ex’s perceptions were right. But I too have a confession. I didn’t really have to go to the bank, I could have just used the night.