I instantly begin to get hard. She is so subtle and sexy I observe as she heads off. When she gets back I ask her if she would like to go to my place ...nd try a beer I made. She agrees immediately. We take my car which was a positive sign she wants to stay the night. Arriving Veronica ask to use the restroom while I get the beers. We settle in next to each other on the couch laughing and talking. Soon her hand is again on my crotch. I'm thinking "she so wants to fuck." I leaned over and. I groaned softly as he turned his attention to my breasts, pulling the straps of my dress and bra down my shoulders to expose my nipples, which were hard, to his warm mouth and teasing tongue. I slipped my hand beneath my dress and thong to massage my throbbing clit while he sucked and lightly bit my sensitive nipples. Then he slowly slid his tongue up my milky white throat to my earlobe, which he licked before telling me to get on my knees and suck his dick. I obeyed his command more. But I mean there's more to life than getting pus... uh getting laid."I smack his shoulder. "It's nothing I haven't said. But I appreciate you being a gentleman." Well," he explained, his voice took on a lofty professorially, "You're what we boys call: 'A Nice Girl.'" Ah, I see." Yes, when in the presence of A Nice Girl, cool guys avoid swearing and assholes swear as much as possible." A Nice Girl" I said, disgustedly. "They probably write that on my tombstone when I die a spinster. Why couldn't. Even with clothes on."OK, stop staring at my arse and get to work."Whoops! She'd caught me there. "It's a very nice arse," I said in my defence. "Where do I start?" I know it's a nice arse. I've had it all my fucking life, so I know what it looks like. There. Break that junction." She pointed to where three lines in the sigil joined, careful not to touch the thing itself. "Only touch it with the iron; don't touch it yourself. And that goes double for my arse."I hadn't intended to touch the rock.