"Mister," said the woman behind the bar, "you sure you're in the right place?" I just made a wrong turn off the expressway," said Tom, "and needed som... directions on how to get back." Well, if I was you," said the woman, "I wouldn't be walking into no bar in this part of town looking for directions. But whiles you're here, why don't you shimmy your fine self up to the counter and let me pour you something, before you head on." Thanks," said Tom. "I'll have a beer."The two women at the end of. I smile dreamily at you. I can feel your hardness despite the cloth that stands between us. Oh how I want you in me, my pussy aching with desire. Your warm and sweaty hands slide up under my shirt, feeling sticky against my skin. Your wandering hands find the elastic of my shirt. Getting the hint, I lift myself just slightly off the bed, allowing you plenty of time to slide my favourite V-neck over my head, revealing a black lace bra. You take a moment and admire what’s in front of you.. Her rocking became more rhythmic and before long her smile had morphed to flashing eyes, biting her bottom lip, the smile still there at the upturned corners of her mouth, and then as she got even closer, she released her lip and came in short mewing moans and panting grunts and I added my own sound to our sensual duet as I came.She recovered her giggle as she descended from orgasmic heights. "We're going to have a mess, baby," she tittered. "Apparently pigtails double your semen volume.". As we said, the man had a plenty of girlfriends and liked them all. But those women from silver screen were different…“There is something on them that I can’t find on the girls of today”“What is it?”“I don’t know. I feel… well, they seem you know more attractive in a way than any woman I ever met”“Lumière, come on! You slept with every hot chick I know. The girls fall at your feet, dude…”“I know that. I loved every. I cannot deny. But… when I see movies and I see them wearing those clothes,.