“We got jocks over there” Using my left hand I point at the corner both. Moving my hand across to another section of the bar “We got the regular....” and then moving more towards the center stage with the dance floor. “And finally we got the new people here.” Her friend seems to ordering something for the both of them. “Hey! I’m new here. Besides it’s too boring just sitting at the bar and looking at your drink.” She says while playfully smiling. Quickly grabbing my hand and pulling me. I tried to ignore it as I thought it must be Bob my fiancé forgotten his key."Well" I thought to myself "there is no way I'm getting up with this hang over, he'll just have to wait it's his own fault for forgetting his key."I remember hearing many voices but I must have dropped of to sleep again.When I woke, my head was still pounding and it took a few minutes for me to get my thoughts together.I looked around and remembered that Bob had not come home. It was dark I leaned over to reach. Her eyes were a startling gray/blue and her sclera very white, contrasting oddly between her eyes and her face. She had a wide face that was handsome in a square jawed masculine way, but her facial features were soft and feminine. Closer up her skin had rusty colors close to her hairline, accentuating her cheeks and similarly darkened her neck and the top of her breasts. The mix of colors made her look healthier from closeup. She had some flowers woven into her hair that made her look vaguely. Chelsea wasn't into sharing, so I never got the chance. Sex with Stephanie has always been very satisfying. She loves to suck cock, loves fucking (both straight up and anal) and always takes my cum in her mouth. She says she loves the taste of my cum, so much that she doesn't let a single drop go to waste. But what gets her motor running hot is when I eat her. I've always enjoyed the art of cunnilingus, and I do consider it an art. Gentle kisses along the inner thighs and tantalizing, slow.