Since I've got all the records at home, why don't you come over at lunchtime tomorrow? I'll whip up something tempting."The meal I intended to offer h...m the next day consisted of a pair of bright pink pussy lips, lightly spray-scented, moist for his enjoyment. Of course, I had presented that meal to enough young men in the past that I knew how to tease them, how to hold them off until their cocks were ready to burst their zippers. And Stanley too would have to sweat a bit until he took his. . I'd be more than happy to have a drink and give her a lift. At least I'd get some time with her.By a little after 10, I was sitting at a table with Connie chatting away. A little gossip about classmates, led to the people at work. She wanted to know which of the stock crew were chasing who. And a couple drinks later, we were laughing and having a good time. She wanted to play a game of pool, so we did. Chatting and gossiping as we did. I'm not a good pool player, but I have played. I took the. She slowly turned on her back and, while rubbing herself, gradually opened her legs impossibly wide. Elizabeth watched Grace’s writhing body on the table as she got a detailed view of her opening vagina surrounded by neatly trimmed blond pubic hair. She had always been secretly curious about what Grace had between her legs, what her opening underneath her tight jeans would look like and was impressed about how well groomed her pubic area was.Despite her repeated enquiries Grace Worthington had. I told Milly we could go into the service station like a couple. Holding hands and such. She seemed to love this. In public she still acted like a bit of a recluse and a geek. So it was weird being with her, especially as I knew how confident she was. We walked in a got a couple of funny looks but nothing too bad. Kissed and cuddled a bit like any normal couple, sat down and had our dinner. Milly kept sliding her foot up to my semi erect cock and playing with it which was driving me mad. But I.