"Nope. Bet's rule. Never on the first date," I whisper back, tipping up her head for a last kiss. "But call me, please?"oOoOoOoI figured it would take...her three days. The first would be all euphoria and sunshine, but don't rush like a schoolgirl. The second would be full of stormy doubts and second guesses. The third would be "For God's sake, Lillian, don't fuck this up! Call!" And I was right, which is just as well, since one day of business with a lady visiting from New York City had turned. I played with his hairy balls that were tightened up toward his body. He started to lift his body to give me easier access, the same way I did for him. My hand could now go a little farther and work a little more free. I felt a strange pulsing, but very shortly realized it was a sign. I grabbed him and stroked at a wicked pace, listening to his breathing get erratic. His body was hunchoing toward my hand. He was gasping and groaning. I couldn't believe I was making this guy feel. In the midst of doing that, she stopped to wonder if Nora was going to spend the night, and if so, where? Just what was her up-till-now online only friend really doing?She heard a car door slam and peeked out the window. It was Nora. And oh my, she was driving a pickup truck. Vic watched as the familiar face hopped down from the driver's door. She was pretty much exactly as Vic had imagined her. Her hair was cut shorter than the shoulder length she had been wearing in the picture, but other. She's looking for the right spot to sink in two. Near me she's feeling beneath my left armpit in line with my left nipple. She pinches a wad of flesh squeezes it hard. As she listens the pressure she plays has the needle over her chosen spot. lessens the pressure okay edit here out of sequence. While still holding a pinch of skin runs a 2 and 1/2 inch needle through it I feel it shoot through me just like a needle haha. You look in my as my eyes open I look at her and she is watching my face..