.what have you taken and do you have any more?". i answer quietly, shaking the container with the last E. You take it from me, and press it in past my...lips. We drink and dance, my body and mind completely relaxed. Your touch becomes more demanding, tweaking my nipples through my shirt. Your slender fingers trail down my body to my jeans, deftly unbuttoning me and slipping beneath my panties. i sigh and clutch you as your cool fingers find my sex, parting my swollen lips, pinching my clit and. Although no one looked up, conversation didn't dip in volume, and the swing music blared, there was a sudden and noted distraction.The cause in the interruption was easily spotted. A man, in a military uniform more reminiscent of the fascist states of the twentieth century than the more corporate suited nations of today, had entered. He oozed both silent menace yet untold discipline, and without knowing a thing about rank, Courtney knew he ran this entire show.The military man stopped and. She put on her finishing touches and I text the girls. We drove down the coast highway as the sun was nearly setting, we would arrive just in time to give us time to eat and watch the sunset. As we pulled to the side of the road above my spot, she looked at me wondering what was going on. I told her I thought we would go for a stroll on the beach to start our date. She smiled and leaned over and kissed me. I got out of the car and hurried around to her side of the car and opened the door for. Then he started rubbing my shoulders and feeling on my nipples with me. He stood up and went behind me and started biting my neck and pulling off my shirt. He had strong hands as rubbed down my shoulders and chest. So I stood as he felt all over my body working his way to my dick through my sweats. This guy was something else and i like it. He then came around front and backed me against the wall and started sucking and biting my nipples driving whiled. Had me feeling like bitch. He was working.