I was never one of those girls. At least I didn't think I was.I took a quick shower and put gel in my out of control curly brown hair. I put on my mak... up lightly. I put on some jeans and a low cut black tank top. I thought I looked kinda cute, but I wasn't showing too much skin.I met Byron at the bar uptown. My hand felt small in his as he led me into the bar. We sat down at the bar away from the other customers a little but for some privacy. The girl tending the bar was cute. She quickly took. When she shook her head, he pulled back on her hair. She opened her mouth obediently and he shoved himself in. ‘Now suck it right.’ Without complaint, she allowed him to use her mouth, running her tongue across his shaft and attempting to let him go as deeply as he wanted. Jay watched her briefly for a reaction, making sure he was on the right path. When he was sure of her eager cooperation, he slid further into her mouth, letting the tip brush the back of her throat. He pulled out before. He turned his head upwards and poked his tongue out; showing her a silver stud. “Mmm nice,” she purred, “Keep doing that darling!” “How big are these things?” I whispered as I nibbled her earlobe while my hand firmly mashed and groped a massive melon, occasionally making her wince and moan. “38…ooh…38FF…ooh keep doing that with your tongue,” Mrs. Robinson sighed as Greg’s stud kept flicking across her nipple. “Oh God, Mrs. Robinson that’s good,” Greg groaned as she continued vigorously. I gave Elisa one last passionate kiss on the mouth, then sat up slightly, putting my full weight into the hard circular rubs I was now making as our lips moved and slid together. I could feel our wetness mingling, coating each other and making the sensation of rubbing together that much sweeter.Elisa's hands cupped my breasts as I circled harder and quicker on her. I was panting hard, my own hands clamped to her breasts as I reached the edge of my orgasm. I looked into Elisa's eyes and knew she.