Beautiful light tan complexion. Nicely defined cheeks. A small, slightly upturned nose. Full lips without being fat. Sensuous was how Elrod would have...described them. Wide, soft blue eyes. And long straight brown hair, parted in the middle and swept back over her ears, then descending down well past her shoulders."Good morning," Elrod finally stammered. "Can I help you?"The young lady smiled pleasantly. "You received our message?" she asked simply. Her voice seemed to be a blend of many tones. I was thinking a man might like this as I dressed tonight. His grin has changed into a leer. ‘Wow, do your panties match?’ He asks while his hands explore the fabric embracing and now exposing my breasts. ‘Wouldn’t you like to know,’ I smile. He stands and pulls me to my feet. Van is singing about his wild nights. Mark is sliding his hands up the outside of my thighs and under my skirt. He drops to his knees and disappears under the folds. ‘Wow’ he exhales. The panties do match. I wait for the. ”Melissa snorted in agreement, “Tell me about it. That shit will put me to sleep, every time.” She shook her head. “Still, it was really weird seeing you and Michael. I mean, in mainstream media, you see women making out together lots more than two guys.”“True, but Michael was really horny, and I like knowing that I can get a friend off that way. Plus, it makes me feel like less of a hypocrite, I mean when I have a woman deep throat me.”“About that deep throat thing…”At that moment, a waitress. She matched my rhythm and I reached forward to caress her dangling teats."Aah," she cried, she obviously enjoyed having her bosom mauled. I pushed her forward further on the desk, and started fucking her faster and harder.She grabbed my hand and bit into it to keep from crying out. She also spread her legs further to allow me to penetrate deeper. The arm that was still on her breast pushed down further towards her button and I began rubbing it gently and was rewarded as her movements grew more.