‘Yes, but this makes up for it Grey Beard’ she said grabbing my semi-erect cock. ‘He still looks young.’ ‘Je t’ame’ I said kissing her a...ain. ‘Je t’ame’ she replied with a smile of anticipation. Then came the dance. Our dance. I can’t even remember when it started but I remember how. It had always been one of my favorite poems but then I met her and suddenly I understood it in a whole new light. The words rang in my ears and I felt it in my gut. Before her it was a skilled verse. After her it. The manager called me to his office. "I normally fuck all my barmen," he said. "But I've let you off so far, because you were supposed to be straight. Now I find you causing uproar in the club, which could cause us to get closed down. So if you want to keep your job bend over my desk and pull your ass cheeks apart, because I'm going to fuck you legless." What could I do? I needed the money, and to be frank, the idea of being fucked up the ass by a good-looking guy had become a bit of a fantasy. Resting his head on my lap, Jamal looked up at me with his light brown eyes. 'Mmm, damn he is so sexy’ I thought to myself. “What you looking at?” he said then licked his lips. Right then my pussy twitched and I felt my juices start to flow. “N-n-nothing” I said. He looked at me funny then, all of a sudden, he got a seductive look in his eye. He brought his head up and kissed me. I closed my eyes as my pussy started to get soaked. His tongue parted my lips and I could still taste the wine on. Maybe now she could see herself as an equal and make the approach to Emma she had wanted to do for so long, but felt so second class that she daren’t for fear that Emma would belittle and laugh at her for thinking the two were a match. Now could be the turning point, Lara told herself.Emma knelt down so only the very top of her head and her eyes peered towards the cabin and smiled as she saw Lara open the door and enter. Should she follow her in straight away, she wondered, or wait a while? In.