The TV was on in a corner of the living room.We looked at each other a little awkwardly, and I leaned down to peck her cheek. This was feeling like a ...irst date.“Star Trek,” I said. “Voyager is my favorite.”She took the bag from my hand. “Do you want to eat in here or the kitchen?”Thinking of what we’d done on that table, I answered hastily, “In front of the TV is great.”Putting the bag down on a coffee table, she said, “I’ll get some plates and a bottle-opener.”When she came back and laid. ....FUH....MY....AAAAAAA......UNNNGGGHHHH!!"I was in a nice rhythm now, sliding in and out nice and easy, feeling her tight asshole grip me with each stroke, the lube really sealing me inside her and her butthole making these nice queef-type sounds with the in-thrusts. Suddenly, she tensed up and I thought she was having a spasm of pain and was going to ask me to stop. I wasn't sure if maybe she had had enough and was done. Instead, she let loose with a scream and let an orgasm rip that I'm. Before any such fantasy would be lived out. There we sat, inches apart and still not close enough. I noticed how much I wanted to get to know her. Our friend's birthday was fast approaching amongst the festive season and she enquired, "So what are you gonna wear?" I'd like something sheer but not too sheer," I responded."Have you had a look online?" Yes, but nothing to my liking, but what would you have me wear?" I asked flirtatiously.As she turned and looked at me, unsure that I indeed did ask. She had shoulder length blonde hair with a dark pink streak in the front with a small stud piercing in her nose. She was so hot and reminded me a lot of a punk rock version of Elisha Cuthbert. I kept peeking down the bar and of course eventually got caught as they noticed me staring. I just sat there pretending that i wasn't as huge a jackass as I felt as I could hear them snickering to each other. "Hey, you gonna come talk to us or what?" the one friend yelled down the bar. I walked down and.