Sandy sucks my balls while stroking my shaft.Sandy stands and turns away from me, bending at the waist. She spreads her legs apart and grabs her ankle...."Okay Stan, fuck me now!"I move behind her and push the head of my cock past her swollen lips. Taking hold of her hips, I slowly push deeper into her wet pussy. With every thrust of my cock, Sandy screams out."Fuck me harder!"With every thrust, Sandy moans louder and louder. Her pussy squeezes my cock as her orgasm reaches its crescendo. My. In fact it's considered rude for a man to initiate a conversation and men are not even allowed into the club without a female escort. While women enter free and drinks are sold nearly at cost, men have to pay a hefty cover charge.Almost all DC clubs have a dress code, yet Entre Nous was stricter than most. The men, as escorts, dress to impress. The women are equally impressive, but dress to tease. The club was filled with men in full suits escorting women wearing barely anything at all. And. Another thing he's brought up is showing myself to others, especially men, in public. I love him but he's just got this thing about sharing me with the world. I mean, in a way, it's a compliment, I suppose, that he thinks I'd turn guys on. I realize that I've told you about Alan, I guess I should tell you about me. I'm blond, not natural, I wish, long, down past my shoulders, often in a ponytail, nice skin, brown eyes, dimpled chin, 36-C (just), narrow waist, pretty legs, I guess that's enough.. It was a perfume of desire that called him to the source. He moved ahead and when his lips touched her mound, she squirmed, as if to get away from the unfamiliar feeling. Bob kissed up one side of her labia and then back down the other, throwing her legs over his shoulders and exposing her sex to him. Her wetness was already seeping out as he gently licked the opening to her vagina with his tongue. Dusty's moan was much louder and was followed by another, more guttural sound that is near.