“I’m looking for my life. It’s been missing for a long time.” I told her, as we connected our eyes.Our fingers now interlocked under the dimly...lit corner of the bar, with just enough light to notice the stark difference in our skin tone. Her milky and fleshy and freckly digits clutching my slightly older and thinner and tanner fingers, as if they’d known each other forever.Her text went off. “That’s my husband pulling in.” Rachael looked up from her phone and pointed with her free hand.Our. I took a glance over at the two women and noticed that the one sitting on the left directly opposite me had long wavy light brown hair, subtle lip and eye make-up, was wearing a light grey hoodie which had a sleeveless denim jacket over the top, and she wore a pretty flared white leaf patterned black short skirt with bare legs. Her companion, who had darker brown and straight shoulder-length hair, was also wearing minimal make-up and wore a black vest top and olive green military jogger. “If you want, I could use something long and hard in your pussy, Lori,” Lexie said, her breathing calming down along with her heartbeat as she drank the glass of water in several gulps. She hadn’t realized how incredibly thirsty she was.“No, your pussy is meant for pain, my pussy is meant for pleasure. Those are the rules, Lexie,” Lori laughed as she stripped off her panties and laid down on the bed. “Besides, you are the one with the magical tongue, little slut. You always make my pussy feel. I started to kiss her neck and ears from behind and finally moved my hands to her front and ran them across her pussy over her shorts. "Mmmm.oh baby, are you sure you want to do this?" She asked. "I've never wanted anything more" I said. She answered by moving her hand around her and rubbing my crotch through my thin pajama pants. She found my hard cock and wrapped her fingers around it. When my shock of her doing this wore off I pushed my hands under her shorts and finally got to feel her.