" Noirtier directed their attention to a waiter, on which was placed a decanter containing lemonade and a glass. The decanter was nearly full, with th... exception of a little, which had been already drunk by M. Noirtier."Come, Barrois," said the young girl, "take some of this lemonade; I see you are coveting a good draught of it." The fact is, mademoiselle," said Barrois, "I am dying with thirst, and since you are so kind as to offer it me, I cannot say I should at all object to drinking your. I was in the heat of the moment, you know? Sure, I'd fucked a few guys already, but never more than one at a time... A couple different guys in one day, yes... But it was spaced hours apart!Josh's cock felt awesome in my pussy. He drilled me hard, his cock making squelching noises in my hole, his balls slapping against my thighs and asscheeks. It was hot! His hands gripped my hips hard as he thrust into me again and again, pounding me like a machine! My moans filled the room, adding to the. At least, I think it’s still mine.” He started thinking to himself.Lauren furrowed her brow in confusion. “You’re ... kind of a mystery, you know that?” she told him.Ken opened his mouth to speak, but nothing at first came out as he shook his head slightly with how little he had to say. “Honestly, I think I’m just figuring myself out now,” he said, adding another bottle to his basket.“Ha, I feel that.” Lauren replied. “I feel like I don’t know myself at all. You’d think by 33 I’d know-”“You’re. My big sister came to town for work on Friday, and she stayed over an extra night to see me. I went up to visit her on Saturday in San Francisco and we were at Ghirardelli Square getting chocolate and toasted almond ice cream when Bert found me. He was there with his parents and little sister and we just sorta got to talking." Oh my gawd..." I drawled in amazement that this was happening."He, uh ... He asked for my number before we separated. Then he called me Sunday night. We talked until like.