I didn't realize until that moment that this was her tell, because usually by the time it happens I'm too drunk to pay much attention. This time, I wa... drinking slower. She wasn't, so she didn't notice. ****************As we were dancing and taking pictures in her room, she took a few where she was kissing me on the cheek, over and over again. That turned into her sloppily planting a kiss on my mouth afterward. She kept doing that, and eventually (as usual) that turned into us making out,. As she felt some looks from the men that worked there as she walked to his office, she looked back, smiling her cute, imperfect smile.“Hey, boys.”“Hi, Ashley.” Ashley was a proud woman with curves. She was used to it. She took it as a compliment whenever a set of eyes laid on her oh-so-voluptuous ass. Right before she got to Mr. Bagwell’s office, she saw her friend (whose job she saved), Christian Woodson.“Hey, Ashley,” Christian said to Ashley.“Christian, what’s up?” Ashley replied,. ”We were a little late by the time I got ready so we had to wait to be seated. As we waited a gentleman from Australia came up behind us. Emma began to converse with him attempting to duplicate his accent and making us all laugh. He was a tall with broad shoulders. He looked like the stereotype Aussie, his name was Brian and he was a widower. His wife died a couple of years ago and he was having a difficult time getting over her parting. His c***dren sent him on this trip to hopefully distract. Raised her petticoat and kissed her thighs and started my prime journey towards the treasure of cunt. She was again jolted and raised and turned me down and started kissing me from top to bottom. I removed my pants and briefs and stood naked before her. She was very shy to look at my nudeness in fade lights. When she was probing to touch my pennies, I voluntarily took her hands and lead her to touch my hard pennies. She made a feather touch, and my pennies shooted up, and I whispered haaaaa….