I panicked and though that if someone (like my wife or Tom) happened to come into the room right then they would get the wrong impression, so I decide... I’d get her cleaned up.I put each of her breasts back into her blouse, one at a time. I pulled her panties and skirt around her other leg and began sliding them up her legs before I realized I’d have to get that vodka bottle out. I looked at her pussy, which was way hairier than I had expected. The wide end of the bottle was inserted pretty far. We found an empty table and sat down next to each other.Over our meal, we talked about what she wanted to do on our 'date', and we decided that we would go and have a quiet meal out together at a Greek restaurant of which she had heard good reports.Then we both had to go off to our afternoon lectures, so with a quick kiss we separated."See you later, alligator!" In a while, crocodile!"I found it difficult to concentrate on my lectures, I was distracted by wondering whether or not Julie had. Elise was the first girl I had ever met who spontaneously sent me a pair of her worn panties. I had never known such a phenomenon before. We had been talking on the phone for several weeks and exchanged photos. She said that she liked me and wanted to meet up, only it wasn’t possible due to the ongoing health crisis. Instead, we had to make up living scenarios to keep things going.She was very adventurous, telling me how she would physically exhaust me, rubbing her pussy over my lips, cumming. "Wow," she said when she was done. She looked over at Joan and smiled. "You taste sweet, too, Joan."The three of them settled back onto the couch, Joan and Marcie leaning against him while he toyed with their breasts. By turning his head he could kiss first one, then the other. After a while of this Marcie asked,"So, how long have the two of you been... ?" Just a couple days," Joan said. "He's fabulous, isn't he?" God, yes! No wonder you weren't so keen on my coming over," Marcie laughed.Joan.