Definitely a fit for the blonde showgirl’s personality…“It feels that I am in a mansion! Well, not like mine, but…”“I prefer to live in ap...rtments like these. Less costly to keep and it’s better for my escapades, if you know what I mean”“Surely… well, I wish to have something as classy as yours. Not that my house isn’t classy, but I feel that I am in a 40’s movie”“I love the atmosphere coming from those movies, Mrs. Belle. It’s exciting and oddly arousing…”“Wish to live someday in a place like. Until one of them talked about it, we enjoyed all the foreplay. We were covered under a blanket and we were kissing and touching each other. My cock was throbbing inside my underwear and her back was touching it. She was enjoying its touch. I was squeezing her boobs and we kept kissing continuously. We were so much into the kiss that half of our face was wet with saliva. Under the blanket, temperature was getting higher and higher. We took off of our clothes and got naked. We were in a dream. I was out with a couple of buddies having a few brews. We were winding the evening down and was at a place called O’Malley's. I had never been there before but it is a lot like Fridays, or Applebees. We were sitting at the bar talking about some of the women we had seen and did not hit on. You know how it goes, “ I should have just walked up to her and ….” One of the guys was saying and we were all laughing. Just guys out drinking, telling lies, laughing and having fun. That is when it. His second man was pumping his cock into Jeremy’s face, holding Jeremy’s head while Jeremy clutched his buttocks. I lay down on the bed now, needing a little breather, naked next to the man whose orgasm still flavored my mouth. “So do you take it up the ass too?” he asked. “I have. I would. I would certainly take your hot cock up my ass!” I relied. “You’re going to be here all night, right?” he inquired and I nodded. “Maybe I could stop back later?” He got up and started dressing. “I’d like.