Their tongues tangled together, hungry for one another. They clung desperately to each other as he explored her lips and cheeks. She met his hunger wi...h her own. This had been their custom for weeks now. As his imminent departure grew closer, their time together more dear, their coming together became more desperate. When he came into town, she would be so relieved to see him again that they could barely eat before they fell into the bed in her room. Later, they would slow down, but before he. Half of me wanted to run, but the other half of me kept me there.Once in the bedroom, Claire turned to me and pulled my t-shirt over my head and began to kiss me full on the lips. Her tongue kept pressing into my mouth and licking my tongue and lips, I closed my eyes trying to get out of my own head. Soon the passion took over, and I kissed Claire back deeply running my hand through her head and pulling her into me. She pulled back and attacked my neck and kissed & licked up to my ears. “Always tell me.”“I want more cum,” I said.“Where do you want it?”“In my mouth,” I said.“What about all over your face?”I became even more wet, if that was possible. “Fuck yeah,” I said.“And all over these tits?” he asked, grabbing my left breast and squeezing it. Damn, I had almost forgotten I now had perfect double D tits.“Yes, please,” I begged. It still didn’t quite feel like me who was talking, but maybe I just hadn’t gotten used to my new voice.“Alright,” he said, pulling his pants back. I have a few places where I go, so if one place doesn't work out for me I move on to another place, "bar hopping" you could say. I hate to waste time or a night out without getting my fun. This place has only failed me a couple of times of the numerous Fridays or Saturdays that I've been there and this night it looked perfect for me. I immediately grabbed a stool at the bar, placed my purse on the counter, ordered my Jack straight, told the bartender to watch my purse and headed directly to the.