"Hi I'm Pam," she introduced herself."I'm Walt, nice to meet you Pam," I replied politely."Not dancing tonight?" she asked."No, I thought that I would...give it a rest. I had two lesson sessions today," I told her."Could I persuade you to dance a few songs with me, if I said pretty please?" Pam asked.I detected a somewhat southern accent. "Where are you from Pam?" I asked."Well I was born and raised in Kentucky but I live in Ohio now," she replied exaggerating the southern accent this time.I. Sonia was Sonia, A voracious predator who loved me to fuck her in all kinds of situations and venues, always trying to push the boundaries of decency with the places she chose to perform, she had an excellent body and she knew it with her fantastic thighs and good breasts, the cleavage of which was nearly always on show in one form or another, she always maintained that I had a power over her because she was addicted to my nipple lick that sent her over the edge wherever we were having sex, to. . And speak quieter! But yes, I'll give you that. I love masturbating." I'm looking for some more techniques. Can you show me yours?" But that's wrong! Dad said he barely wants me dating guys... I can't imagine what he'd do if he heard I was with a girl..." Hold your horses! I just want to see your techniques!" Danielle leaned down, and pushed Stephanie's legs apart. "Go on, I'm not moving until you start."Shyly with an embarrassed look, Stephanie shimmied out if her bottoms and then her. Christ, I needed to eat. My stomach thought my throat had been cut. I needed that promised cheeseburger and a chocolate shake/not too thick. I knew the place Sergeant Gentile was most likely going to take us to and it was to die for. And I wasn't sure that night, not as sure as the two in the front seat of that cruiser were. The one like me is never sure for any appreciable length of time. The moment of absolute certainty does never arrive. Ever. It ebbs and flows, teasing and tormenting. But,.