Her name is Liesel, but people call her Liz. (I changed our names.) She is a natural blonde, stands 5.9' and has an hourglass figure with a nice, firm... round bubble butt. My name is Brad (short for Bradlay). I am 6.1', way more introverted but not less adventurous than Liz (she picked me up on our first night together...different story), athletic build with darker blonde hair.I really liked the idea of going to a strip club and we both got pretty excited. So I put on a pair of jeans and Shirt. So I removed my fingers from her well lubricated love tunnel and moved behind her, reaching down as she straightened up in her chair and continued typing as I read over her shoulder. She was telling Seaman in explicit detail everything I was doing to her and telling him how having two men caressing her, having their fingers in her, one playing with her clit while the other filling her pussy with his fingers driving them in and out of her wet gash and how that would just drive her wild!Then I. He pulled of the fabric that covered her eyes, and then he found himself transfixed by her face. Her blue eyes glittered with hatred, her cheeks were red with anger and indignation, and her full lips were slightly parted. He watched as her tongue darted out to touch her upper lip almost nervously. Then he crushed his lips harshly over hers, punishing her again and again with the brutality of his mouth. She started to struggle, and tried to push away from him. His grip on her shoulders tightened. Brian, unfortunately, wasn't turned on by the thought. She'd stopped suggesting it when they were still dating, due to the awkward moments it had caused when she did.For him to think enough of her to do the research and spend the money for one of the most expensive models spoke volumes. Her heart fluttering and her pussy tingling, she slid it out of the box. The power pack took C batteries, promising lots of power, and rings of beads in the shaft of the toy offered more than just vibration. Now.