She told me that I could find out later. Still playing, I reached up to her zipper and said “I want to know now”. Anthony looked over and said we ...ere crazy. We were tucked away in a dark corner of the bar in a booth. It was practically private. She fought a little, but eventually gave in and let me unzip her pants. I reached inside and ran my fingers over her hairy bush and eventually landed between her soft pussy lips. I was right, no panties. She was sweaty from dancing and I am sure her. Yes you should. And he went to get ready. A few minutes later he was ready and we left for our night out on the town. The local bar was hopping with people. As we entered, I could see hundreds of guys, and could imagine what each one had to offer. I was so wet! Having to choose a guy was like putting a kid in a candy store and telling them that they could only have one! My lover and I sat down at one of the tables. Are you sure you are up to this? I mean, Its pretty scary he said. Im up for it!. It touched me and I almostgave in, but no, that wouldn’t do. So I hardened myselfto see this thing through.I kneeled on the bed beside her and quickly ran twofingers into her cunt. She might be scared and maybeeven not want to do this but her body didn’t know it.She was extremely wet. Ignoring her moans, I hooked myfingers and lifted her off the mattress by her cunt.That caused a little yelp of pain. I quickly pushed apillow under her ass and lowered her back down. Now herpussy and. Should I stand there and enjoy her manipulations of my genitals or should I drop my bags and reciprocate?I certainly enjoyed what the scantily clad brunette was doing, and I wanted to help her to feel just as good, just as welcome.Movement drew my attention back to where the brunette had come from. Two more women emerged from the same entryway. It was Barbie Gifford and Trudi Horvath. Whether Rho had used replicas of them or allowed the two of them to be a part of this encounter, I didn’t know..