She wore a skirt and tights and every time she parted her legs, I imagined putting my hand on her thighs before sliding up to discover whether she was...actually wearing tights or whether they were in fact stockings. Her tits looked incredible, full and perky beneath the classy looking top she wore. After we'd finished the drinks I suggested that we catch up with the others. We put our coats on and went out. My car was in the street outside the pub and I suggested we drive to the next venue on. He wrapped his arm around my lower back and pulled me in real close so that I could feel him completely against me. My ears started ringing and I could feel the blood rushing to my privates as I felt his swelling cock against me. I pulled away and darted back to the table where Rob was and sat down.He asked if everything was okay, I replied yes and that I was just buzzing and had to sit down .We kept drinking and laughing having a good time.Rob smiled and held up a fat joint and told me that he. The large vee shape held together by thin strands of the same material as the top. It wasn't that her skin that was visible that drew my attention though, it was a tattoo that covered her shoulder blade on the right and continued all the way down her spine, disappearing at the waist band of her jeans. I couldn't see the entire tattoo, but enough to make out that it was of a dragon, in the Chinese style of a wyrm. The scales had been inked in with a delicate touch of fine green lines and the. We end up spending hours just wandering around, talking and laughing. I’m so glad he reached out to me. Inevitably, the conversation turns to relationships and sex. Connor tells me that he just got out of a pretty serious relationship. Apparently, he started dating this girl his first month of college and they had been together since, well until now anyway. “So what about you Abby?” I laugh. “Honestly, I haven’t been with someone in over a year.” “Really?” He shakes his head. “I could never.