.My friend liked to wear stylish underwear and stockings. She also enjoyed telling me what she was wearing when we were in public, and the effect that...doing so was sure to have. On one occassion we were at a bar with some friends. It was dark and noisy, but not a club and there weren't really any spots where you could really feel safe to get away with naughtiness. I knew that my friend was wearing a pair of fine lace panties - she told me when we were at the bar and later passed them to me. She would wear it swept from the left to the right side of her face and let it cascade down to just below her shoulders. It was the kind of hair that when she shook her head would fly gently in the breeze, each blond strand catching the light and then falling perfectly back into place. She had piercing blue eyes that sparkled with life. Her skin was unblemished, beautiful and soft with the healthy glow that only a tan can give. Her face was perfectly proportioned with high cheek bones and just. ”“Sounds good to me. We’ll both take a bowl,” John said. He saw George come out of the kitchen with a plate of hamburger. He called over, “Hey, George. That had better be for Rover or else your stove isn’t working very well.”George laughed as he came around the counter and set the plate on the floor. Rover went over to it and started eating. “John, don’t you know that Rover is the only one that appreciates my ability to not cook!”A couple of patrons laughed at the joke. The realization that the. I reluctantly held her wrists, removed her hands and pulled my cock out of her superbly, talented mouth. “Get on the bed so I can fuck you” I ordered her. She got onto the bed, I had expected her to get into missionary position, but she had other ideas. She got on all fours and waited for me to fuck her. I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself behind Amy. I placed by knees on the inside of hers, with my cock positioned at the entrance to her pussy, I placed my hands on her hips and pushed.