’ ‘That sounds good. I’ll be there in… about an hour?’ ‘That works for me.’ Barely an hour later, she rounded the corner of the house... finding me on the back patio with the grill. Crystal had never come over before wearing such a short skirt or such a tight-fitting top with such a low neckline. She grinned wickedly at my reaction, barely suppressing a giggle when I could not divert my eyes. ‘How do I look?’ she asked, as if she already knew the answer. I tried to think of the most. Eyes that judged her and assumed how sexually promiscuous she was. A slut who let the men touch her body. A cockteaser. Some of these people work in the same office as her. How was she going to face them when it came to Monday??Jim, I think I?m drunk, I can?t dance anymore,? said Grace, her face flushed.?Drunk? Would you like me to send you home?? said Jim.?That?s not?? Grace started to say, but bit her lip, and completed her sentence, ?.. such a bad idea.?--?Here you are,? said Jim, stopping. I pealed her tank top off, then her bra, i kissed and sucked on her breast, then licked my way down to her stomach, i kissed it, then un buttoned her jean shorts, i slowly pulled them down her long legs, then i put my mouth at the top of her panties, and with my teeth i pulled them down. I looked at Brandi her were eyes closed and she was breathing heavily, i heared Jason "Brandis brother" say oh i almost forgot i bought you two something. It was a strap on i was thrilled and i hoped we could. Now my ass and shave pussy was in full sight.OMG! I forgot about the temporary tattoos and the dirtywriting! The old guy chuckled as he shoved 3 fingersinto my wet pussy. Charles was loudly telling him what ablack cock whore I was. I couldn’t stop moaning as thewet sounds permeated the bookstore. Then, withoutwarning, the old black man jammed his thumb up my ass. Ilet out a little cry, which earned me a hard slap on myass. The manager told Charles to take me to room 17 and thathe’d.