“Samantha wouldn’t act like that, would she? Ask him what he wants.”He went all hot and cold. He couldn’t do that. What if the man wanted…�...Samantha wouldn’t hesitate,” Chloe told him. “She’d think it was a bit of a giggle.”But Samantha wasn’t real, Sam thought. Then he realised that this was the whole point, that you couldn’t get more real than this woman’s flesh and blood he was trapped in. His eyes met the flasher’s. “What do you want?”The young flasher opened his mouth, but only a terrible. I knew one girl was coming but she off limits to me because of being my best mates ex girlfriend, but the way I was feeling I didn't care and thought I'd have a go anyway. A few girls made there interest known but I just ignored them and carried on leaning against the side of the bar looking for the girl I wanted more than any of the others. I glanced around and saw my friends having a great time, most of them hooking up with girls and dancing. We did this most weekends and it was always a good. Blake withdrew and the boys got me on my back, with my legs pulled up. Clint quickly mounted me and slipped his strong seven inch stallion deep within me. "Oh my god Blake, she has a really fine pussy..." He moaned and started a slow in and out movement as I thrust forward to meet that hard cock on each insertion.Blake spent some time kissing my mouth and nipples, which by now were almost as erect as the penis's I was looking at. "I want your hard cock in my mouth Blake..." Blake positioned. Quicker than the pair fucking nearby and boy were they at it, at a fair rate of knots.It was woman who turned slightly and saw me. Her eyes were riveting, sexually searing, full sparking Titian blue and then a flick of her head invited me to join them. Her tongue was sliding over her red lipstick smeared lips. I had been cock mesmerised but now I was female attracted, lured into her web of sticky pulsating sex; and the four metre space melted away, as I hurriedly hitched my underwear and I was.