With a certain amount of deliberation, I avoided the seedier bars populating the Downtown scene where guys seemed to think buying a lady a beer entitl...d them to one night's ownership. My economic degree from Princeton assured me that I was somewhat - although not that much – deserving of better.Found myself in a little French café, more wine bar than eatery, overlooking the Cape Fear River. His name was Johnny. He was at least ten years older than me, but that didn't bother me in the least. The. .. Unnngh..... Oh, fuck me hard.... Oh, please..."When he got to six, he gave her one more tiny one, and then began to fuck her long and deep and slow with every stroke. He was not done. Seven deep and slow--then one fast and hard, slamming his belly into her ass, his balls against her clit, then quickly out again--And back to long, slow strokes, in and out, all the way to the end of her grasping pussy tube and back out again, with agonizing slowness. Six slow, two fast and hard, banging. Vishaal being my friend’s boyfriend, I was also invited to the after party among a few others. So after partying till 1 am about 7-8 of us left for his house.There also we were chatting, drinking and loud music was on. By 3 am most of us were super drunk including me. Vishaal had a 3bhk, of the 7 friends there 2 left for home and a couple took one of the rooms. Vishaal took Aditi in his room for obvious reasons. While I was drunk and horny but alone in the living room.Just when I got up to go. Think I’ll rub some of mine onto yours as well” and with that she set off at a slow trot around the corral only she was clearly sliding herself backwards and forwards to rub against Samson’s back. “How do you like our little games Tom?” Lizzie asked as Sarah rode around. “I like them very much,” I replied, “but I’m waiting for what you two have planned for next.” With that, Lizzie laughed and called to Sarah who reined Samson in as she had, just in front of me, and she slid off him in the same.