Mark leaned his elbows on the table and looked into my eyes."Does that mean that we need to make a decision?" He looked at me, a question on his face.... nodded slowly and his eyes melted mine.After a long time he asked. "And have you decided?" Yes?" I said, with a question in my voice.His smile answered the question.Maybe we could have one dance? he said. We could hold each other close on the dance floor without causing a scene. As we swayed with the music, neither of us said anything for a. Why would they be any other color? Her breasts were fabulous, big but young and firm. She ran her hand down to her pussy and rubbed it before lifting it to her nose. "Oh, jeez..." she moaned."So I take it that she made you cum and you loved it." Elementary, my dear Watson. That she did." Gayle was disrobing now. Her panties were also the same color as her bra and her creamy-brown outfit. How did I know that? Fancy and lacy, too. Probably Italian or French or very expensive. Still they made her. Maybe just me funny birthday hatby the end of the night i was calling a uber and was waiting outside when i felt a firm hand grabbing my assi wanted to turn around but instead got pull on a crotch feeling a hard bulge agaisnt my ass''hey sexy birthday boy, you need a lift home?''i was so drunk and horny, i had suck some friends before when younger but not had been dating some college girl and never did it againI hesitate for a while, just appreciating his hipse moving slowly dry humping me in. I sometimes masturbated imagining I was my sister, in her place doing her boyfriend. All the suppressed feelings, the sneaking in her closet, handling her clothes and underwear...my head would spinning when I had gotten so high from sex like that. "You were terrific tonight. I especially enjoyed your dance numbers. You were the most talented woman out there." Thank you," she said smiling. "You're sweet. What's your name?" Tom. Tom Levy." My name is Angie." What are you doing tomorrow, Angie?".