What if I did and you didn’t follow me? I think I would die. It feels like the longest night of my life, but eventually people start to say their go...dbyes. I get out my phone and call an Uber. I’m so nervous I can barely remember my address. But you say: “Hey, that’s near me - want to share?” and my heart leaps again. Now I’m afraid that someone else will want to join us, but no one does, and in no time we’re climbing into the back of the car.The driver’s a young man. As he’s putting the. This made Roxy coo like a dove. Pulling away, Roxy made her way down Maddie's body, leaving a trail of kisses along her breasts, and over her midsection, before finding her way between her thighs.Maddie let out a whimper, as she felt Roxy's fingers tracing the outline of her labia. "Should we go find someplace more private? Or do you feel like putting on a show?" Maddie heard Roxy ask, and shrugged her shoulders, as if saying that she didn't care at the moment. Roxy just smirked, and pushed her. I tell the hostess, I’m just going to sit at the bar. I don’t sit next to you, but a few seats around the corner of it, so we can make eye contact. I order something, and then I look up at you, and you try to look away. I just wait and when you look again, I signal for you to come sit. We talk for only a few seconds, and I realize I don’t give a shit what you are talking about, so I tell you,” shut the fuck up! Whose car are we taking”? You pause for about five seconds, trying to grasp it, and. I have this time all to myself. Me and Mr. Dildo aregoing to have some fun. I kiss the warm plastic and stroke my facewith this large, pink cock. I touch the insides of my thighs with the fingersof my other hand and I can feel how wet I am down there. I need it, I need itthere, deep inside me. I need it to penetrate me, to impale me, to cut mybreath and send my hips up in a savage spasm of raw pleasure. But not just yet.The more I wait, the better it gets. I slide the dildo across my.