She took us to a small boutique that specialized in off-beat women's business wear. Wanda was so pleased with what she found that she told the owner s...e would be back when the fall lines were in.I mentioned that I knew a fashion writer and all three, Wanda, the owner of the shop and Kelley looked at me in astonishment, like they didn't believe me. "I'm having dinner with her next month," I said, thinking that I was supplying proof that I knew a fashion writer."What's her name?" the shop owner. "A big hard cock was inside me not long ago and it made me come." As Pam talked to me my own cock grew to its full hardness as I became very aroused. I did not know now whether Pam was role playing as usual or if it had really happened. "I had a hard fucking and my pussy is full up darling," she told me. As she teased me Pam suddenly turned and straddled my face. As I looked up between her thighs I saw the smooth lips of her pussy gaping wide open. I could see her hole glistening with sticky. This was the prom for adults and it had all of the women dialing up their game. Plus, there is definitely something about a tuxedo. Kelly says she gets wet every time she sees me put it on. The right women love to flirt with good-looking men in tuxes.Kelly and I drifted further apart from each other as she led her quiet and inconspicuous parade and I found a couple of other hotties to flirt with. I ended up at the bar flirting mostly with women who came up to get drinks, but also with a very. In fact, his self-assurance took me by surprise when I soon found out that he’s a mute. I’m a shy girl. Always have been, probably always will be. I can’t help but yearn for a kindred spirit and, when every so often a quiet, mild mannered guy approaches my work station, I find myself blushing like I always have done. There’s something about a man of few words, a man who keeps himself to himself and just gets on with his life in a calm and confident way. Yes okay, I admit that before the day.