I usually like to get loosened up first", I said while grabbing my drink. Oh fuck, that sounded so dumb. Think of something cool to say. He was first ...o talk, though,"Alright. Do you want to dance later?" he said. I would dance with you anywhere, anytime."Sure. I'd like that." I took a sip of my drink."Cool, I'll see you later then." As he left, I watched him from behind to get another good look at him- although he looked muscular in the chest and shoulders, the cut of the jacket also gave him. So hard, in fact, that just the sound of the heavens opening and the deluge smashing against the concrete slabs outside made us both jump. The day started off with a low, cold, harsh sun, the kind that forces you to squint as a bitter wind pinches at your face. The kind of weather that stops customers from heading to your pub, no matter if the heating was on full and the beer was good...I moved from my usual spot in the hatch to get a closer look at the rain bouncing up off the pavement, but. "I never touched her, but..." Nora was waiting him out, but her expression was skeptical. "Okay, she likes to be watched, an' she likes to be told how skanky she is. I was there, and she asked me to, so I turned on my rap an' let her have it, 'bout as nasty as I could think of. It was only after she cum like a racehorse I got to thinkin' that maybe that was sex?" The question was punctuated with a nervous glance."You didn't touch her?" Uh uh. Made a point of tellin' her I was taken an' off. I love attention, especially from older men, and I enjoyed being watched as Joe added more fingers saying, “You’re so wet.”Roman moved closer and Joe allowed him to feel my wetness and, as he did, Joe asked me to raise my arms so that he could remove my dress. “I don't think your husband appreciates this amazing body, does he?”I moaned as Roman inserted a finger and Joe moved aside so that his friend could put his face to my waiting pussy. He went straight for it. Joe put down my dress and.