" We were at your home last," Steve countered. "I'll check with Marcie when I get back to the shop. Check with Kathy, please, and I'll call you after ...while to confirm." Good enough," said Bob. "Will you please tell Marcie a bit about my idea? Kathy already has the gist of it, but she thinks it can't be done."With that, they began their long-time ritual of fighting over the check. They got the bill settled and made their goodbyes to their nearby friends."Hello!" Kathy called as she came in the. She greeted me at the door and then took me to say hi to her parents as she still lived at home and didn’t want to raise suspicions about who was that guy she let in. It also helped I knew some people she went to school with so we made it sound like I was a friend from school rather than a casual hookup.We eventually made our way downstairs to the finished basement which was more of a media room with some furniture good enough for us to fuck on. We turned on the TV and made out the way you. Feeling her ass and then moving my hand around to the front it slipped so easily onto the front of her knickers, rubbing her pussy she moaned all the more. “I’ve often dreamt about this” she said. As I cupped her left breast with my left hand my right hand was rubbing her pussy.After a few minutes she said “I think I’m coming” as she said it I slipped my finger under the elastic and onto her wet clitoris, rubbing her hard but gentle she let out a muffled moan as I felt her body tremble and. "I only told him that Jack Overstreet always asked for Annie, Molly," Polly told her boss with a venomous glance at Sue. "You know I wouldn't tell tales on none of the other girls. I might yank some of their hair out, though, if they get on my bad side."Sue's hand went to her curls as Polly said this and her eyes went wide, but she got the message and kept her mouth shut."Where is Miss Annie, anyway?" Molly asked, looking around. "I know she ain't got a customer. That girl better not be doin'.