I asked them if they would like us to meet them at a bar and keep the evening going. They both agreed and told us that there was a place just down th... street that they knew of. Not 15 minutes later we were all sitting in a back circular booth with Jodi and Steve next to each other.. Carol and I on the ends. “Now... where were we...” Jodi said smiling and turning to Steve. She hoisted her lacy dress to her waist and let that amazing slip be the center piece on her legs. 10 full inches of. I’m panting softly, my bottom lip caught between my teeth as I continue to struggle to keep quiet. As much as I know we want each other, there’s still something super embarrassing about him possibly catching me masturbating outside his door. My focus is there—on the sweet sensation between my legs and keeping quiet—so much so that I don’t realize I’ve been caught until he speaks: “Fucking hell, Naomi.” My hand freezes and I stop breathing, waiting for him to say something about how this is. Uff…. ahaaaa… come on come on aur aur the juice was coming it is like honey I enjoyed her boobs and slowly started come down by kissing like that then I removed lahinga then there was a black panti she was first told no please I want to be vigin please don’t do anything there ok I will not put my bulli just I want to taste ur juice then I removed her panty the small black hairs were around I started rubbing the hairs then her chooth was wet. Then I kept by tounge in her chooth wow what a taste. About thirty minutes later, I found myself opening the door to the café. I could see Sam behind the counter serving a customer. She had yet to see me, so I slid into my usual seat at the long bar table that faces the big windows and out on to the street. It wasn’t long before I felt a familiar hand on my back. I turned and found Sam beaming her usual beautiful smile. My heart rose and the energy of excitement filled me from the bottom of my stomach to the top of my chest. It was such an elixir.