All I’m asking is that you go to dinner. It’d be a blind date. Just meet and talk, two people, enjoying a meal together,” Bea said.“Bea.”�...Please? I’ll arrange everything. No crazy sex, no expectations, other than food.”“I don’t even know who would pay for the meal!”“Don’t worry about it,” Bea said. “I’ll tell her that you aren’t sure, that you’re just wanting to try out a date.”Cindy looked to her right, away from Bea.“Please?”She thought a moment, taking a deep breath, “Fine.”“Great!” Bea. Then he told me I was a good little bitch....I was weak and like a wet noodle...this time he began to throat fuck me instead of holding his cock down my throat and I could feel his cock getting harder and harder when all of a sudden he grabbed the back of my head, arched his back and an enormous flow of hot cum began to pulsate out of his cock and down my throat. I swallowed and swallowed but some of it poured out of my mouth....I fell flat down on the mattress.Suddenly heard a guy say " hold. Oh Billy Boy was getting it alright. Now I’m a woman who always gets what she wants from sex and I knew I shouldn’t grab a handful of an eighteen year old college lasses arse, but it happened, and here was my excuse, Brit’s arse was begging for it. It was angled out, it was curved for action, and it would have been a shame to deny myself the pleasure or this arse the happy satisfaction of touch. The young blonde didn’t stand a chance from my experienced approach. My hand was under the back of. She was way too young; the thought of her simply hadn’t entered our minds. But tonight, almost as soon as the car door closed, she just came right out and said it. Boy, I’d sure lose to do you guys before I leave.Hot mouth on my nipples and he sucked me in, jaw wide and twirling his tongue around. I moaned, long and low even nervous, I’m very sensitive there as he knows so damned well. That always gets to me. I ran my hands through his hair, then held his head, guiding him, and felt the button.