It was actually in Minnesotathat I found my favorite bar, Jon's Sports Bar. I stop in everyFriday and Saturday night. During football season I stopocc...sionally on Sundays. I've become one of the regulars.Flirting with the barmaids, joking with John the bartender andeven giving the owner Kathi a hard time about how bad theVikings football team was. You wouldn't figure Kathi for a sports girl, though openinga sports bar would be your first clue. She was about 5'5" andmaybe 100 pounds. She had. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. How much I wanted this, it was a dream, a fantasy come to life and I was almost begging him to make me swear and sign my life to him.He stood and beckoned me after him and I walked behind him across to a taxi rank. He gave me his address and I went inside and ordered the taxi then returned and stood behind him. When the car pulled up he stood at the door waiting for me to open it for him. I did then got in the front and chatted to the driver as he asked. I never saw the girl and smacked right into her chest with mine. It sent her flying. I apologized profoundly and helped her collect her books that had fallen out of her bag. ?I bowled you across the floor! What on earth suddenly made you have the hots for me???I’m not sure Mistress but the smell of your body or perfume hung around me and drove me crazy mistress. Back at home I couldn’t help myself and I satisfied the yearning that throbbed deep in my loins. Mistress.??And since then?? my. I pull back again, cool air bathing my shaft as I emerge from your scalding embrace.’ ‘Once more I thrust, harder. We both moan into each other’s mouths as I slide back where I belong. My shaft is swimming in a sea of the hot steaming pudding that is your sex. Out foreheads touch. I withdraw again.’ ‘Now I move faster. There is the sound of cloth rubbing together as we dance on the bed. My mouth fuses with yours and out tongues imitate the union further down, poking and prodding at each other..