I pulled out a nice short kilt skirt, white thin top, light pink bra that shows enough through the top, no panty and stockings to keep warm. I pulled ...n my pink fuck me heels, put on my makeup, grabbed my coat and left. I was wet with anticipation on my drive to the bar. I called Matt to let him know I was on my way. The bar was packed by the time I got there. It was close to 10PM and I made my way through the crowd to the place Matt mentioned he and Art were hanging out. Matt recognized me. I got into my own groove, a guy came up behind me and started grinding on me. I could feel his dick through my dress. He was already hard . I was so zoned that I grinding him so hard, if you didn’t know better you would’ve thought we were fucking. Cuz was grabbing on my tits and playing with my kitty kat under my dress. First he inserted one, then two. His fingers were penetrating my throbbing pussy. He curve his long fingers as if gesturing for someone to come here. He kept going as drawing me. Her hips had her sultry strut going on, as she was still in her lingerie and heels, and a smear of semen between her thighs. With her thong missing, Zack could see all of this plainly, including a darkening mark on her neck, below her ear. She giggled to him and went to the refrigerator. “We need water.” And she bent low to reach in, and draw out two bottles of drinking water, and then headed back. She paused before she went down the corridor, and looked back over her shoulder, where her ass. There, Cooper stood motionless as Derek yanked off his shirt, then peeled off his jeans and boxers at the same time. Finally pulling off his socks and throwing them aside, he stood naked before Cooper with his raging hard-on and balls in overdrive refilling his sac with cum. Cooper nearly fainted as his eyes slowly wandered over the gorgeous, muscular body that he hadn't dared to think for even one moment could be his. Derek lowered himself to the bed, sliding up on his back and propping two.