I gave an innocent smile. "Hi." I said, and raised my martini to him in acknowledgment. "I'm Cassiday. And you are..?" "Hey. Eric Dane." He looked at ...e as if he have expected me to flip my shit. He jutted his hand toward me and I shook it. When we let go he pointed to my drink "Nice."I laughed, "Yeah. No kidding." I took a sip while starring at him. He watched me as I put my drink down. I took the quick chance to check my cleavege... Yep, hot and perky as ever. I could feel his eyes all over. Jo k uska fav. pastry h….maina us ko kaha k iski cream mere lund pr lagao…or fir chuso…wo aisa hi kia.Or mujhe fir bahut maza aana laga…usa lagne laga jaise k koi lolly pop chus rahi ha….lund chuste chuste wo bhi mast ho gai…or usko pta hi nhn chala k mara sperm kab gir gaya! Bahuuuuuuut mazaaaa aayaaaa.!usko ab mare ki baari thi….usko maina gulab k pattiyon waale bistar pr litaya…or kam se kam 5 min tak mjhe dekhta rha….usko bahut sharam aane lagi…fir uske naabhi pr apni ungli firayi….or use. " She was adamant."Oh no, that's not what I meant," I said. "I meant totally nude. Butt ass naked. Birthday suit. Nada. Nothing." I paused. "Now that's something to think about." She shrieked and slugged me in the shoulder. She was strong, and my arm stung for a minute. But she was laughing when she did it, so that made it OK, I guess.We talked for another 20 or 30 minutes, covering everything from politics to sex to movies to sex to music to sex. Somehow the conversation just kept returning to. I removed my hand and stopped thrusting, she pulled my glistening cock out of her wet mouth and wiped her mouth with her hand. She was still trying to catch her breath as she gave me this look. I wasnt sure if she hated me or loved me for what i just did but all she said was "make more noise you fucking idiot, im at work!'Thats when i said okay. .I stood up towering over her. I lifted her off the ground. Spun her tiny body around. . . Grabbed my cock and began to rub it up and down soaking wet.