. “What’s yours?”“I asked first,” he said.“Surprise,” I said.“It was kind of sudden but I don’t think it was a surprise ... alcohol ...ends to loosen morals. So what’s your name?”“Surprise,” I held up a hand. “You know Abbot and Costello?”“I’ve heard of them.”“The first baseman ... what’s his name?”“What’s on second,” he chuckled. “Who’s on first.”“Exactly,” I said. “My name is Surprise Me Flintkote.”He grinned, “Really?”“Really.” I said, “Cross my heart and hope to die.”“What do your people call. I love the way he grabs me and pulls me into them. He's kissing down my neck and I looking down and there is that marvelous hard on outline for me. I slide my hand down his chest and leg slowly easing my hand between his leg's to feel how hard he was God! I wanted him and I was determined tonight was it. He continued to kiss me slipping his hand through the top of my blouse pulling it down he lowers to kiss my chest and lick my nipples. I wanted him to take me in the car and make me his cause. You need no more words. Your purple, throbbing, rock-hard cock impales me and fills up my need. Oh fuck, you feel so good. I've missed you baby. You grind into me, slowly, feeling every inch of my tight, wet pussy. I watch the ecstacy of your face as you groan. Your pace quickens, but it is not enough. I want more, I cannot help myself. I groan, "Oh fuck me hard baby. Now". You smile and pull out. Im confused. Damn you. But then you suddenly grab my breasts and pull at them, shaking my. "Of course, sit on the bed and I will help you."He remembered to brush the undeside of the skirt before sitting and MsThornbury knelt in front of him. One at a time she slipped his feet intothe heels and fastened the straps and buckles around his ankles. He stoodup, the moderate two and a half inch heels no longer caused him anyproblems. As was habbit now he stepped in front of the mirror and onceagain he marvelled at yet another feminine look that thrilled him andexcited him as he stared. He.