She caught his gaze and smiled, leaning to kiss him. As their lips touched, her hand rested on his crotch, his hand slid inside the opening of her dre...s to fondle her tit.They didn’t know they were being watched and looked up to see their waitress. “Sorry, we sort of caught carried away,” Wendy said, her nipple remaining in view.“That’s quite alright. I’ve seen couples doing more at their table. Hi, I’m Tracy, your server,” she beamed.“Hi Tracy, we’re Dan and Wendy,” she offered, and they eyed. Her real name was Samantha and she had told me in confidence that she hated the name because it sounded like a cat’s name and she really hated cats with a passion preferring dogs no matter what the breed or temperament.We had already had a night of nocturnal bliss and every time I thought about the way she moaned and whimpered underneath my weight I couldn’t help but get aroused yet again.The head clerk of court Misty gleefully shared the rumor about Sam being slipped a mickey by one of the. She was kissing and rubbing herself all over me. I wanted to take her back to my place, but she demanded hers since was much closer.I thought we were going to die in a car wreck as she was already jacking me off while driving there, but we hurried into her dorm and up to her room. I was kissing her neck and squeezing her ass hard to hear her happy squeals when we opened the door and found her dorm-mate Jessica sleeping soundly in her bed, even though Kate, my girlfriend, had assured me she. “Do you like it?”“You’re going to grow it out?”“Yep ... unless you don’t like it.”“Oh, I think I’m gonna like it. To tell you the truth, I kind-of prefer the old-fashioned way. And, Jesus -- you’re a True Blonde! That’s the lightest blonde I’ve ever seen on a pussy.”“You’ve seen a lot of blonde pussies, have you?”“Not enough, no. But even most true blondes have drapes that are lighter than their carpet. Not my Peggy.”“So you don’t mind? You’re not going to stop pearl-diving if I stop.