All a very friendly group (they all yelled 'Hi' when I wandered over) and you could tell that this was a regular and local group. They were all having...a good time.Stacy and I used to have a pool table at our house many years ago. Neither one of us is a real shark but we can play a little. I am a little better than her so we are a pretty good matchup but her skill tends to fade quicker with alcohol than mine do. No one was playing on the table so I asked Stacy if she wanted to play a game. She. Oh yes, he could read her like a book and that breath had nothing to do with fear. Pink nipples puckered invitingly and he leaned down, catching one in his mouth, rolling it between his teeth. Kendra cried out, bound hands reaching for him, the cry turning into a groan of frustration when she realized she couldn’t touch him or hold him as she wanted to. Soft laughter rumbled through his chest and his lips moved to the other breast, giving that nipple the same treatment, also taking the. .." Definitely!"There was pause."So, how's your school going this year?" he asked."It's pretty... um, interesting," said Leslie, his mind flashing suddenlyto the 'pleasuring training', "Uh... actually, that's kind of why Icalled... See, the academy is having this thing coming up in a couple ofweeks... it's called the debutante's ball... and I was kind of wonderingif... well, if you'd like to go with me."Andy was silent for a moment."You mean, like a date?" Oh no!" Leslie said in a rush,. Awakening from all the loving attention she was receiving, Wendy reached behind her and pulled Jane’s head toward her, pressing her lips firmly against Jane’s. Jane continued to cup Wendy’s breast and stroke her hip. ‘Mmm!’ Wendy purred, ‘What a wonderful way to wake up.’ Then kissing Jane harder and quickly slipping her tongue into Jane’s mouth, ‘Thank you, my darling.’ ‘You think that’s great? Wait until we get back to London, and you get to experience first-hand how my Brad always keeps a.