I run a hand over the edge of my red lacy thong and let it travel upward, joining my other hand as they massage my breasts. His lips part and his hand...begins moving a little faster on his cock. I slowly reach back and unhook my bra, letting my full C cup breasts free. I mentally thank myself for always wearing my best underwear to work. I hook my thumbs into the side of my thong and start to slide it down, but pause when he starts shaking his head. "I want to do that," he says, his voice. The boys glow blue and the girls glow pink. It was called the "Firefly Room." The club rules said anyone inside with a glowing bowtie was willing to dance or anything else unless they said no thank you. If the bow tie light was flashing it meant the person was willing to entertain either sex. You could even make two bowties pulse in unison as a matched pair by pressing them together for a few seconds. A micro transmitter inside them lets them sync up with their mate when they are less than 10. I lifted her both legs and put my head between her legs and started sniffing her pussy. Her white panty became wet and was revealing the outlines of her pussy now. I pushed it sideways and started licking her cunt.As soon as my tongue hit her cunt, she shivered and was pressing her head to the pillow as hard as she can. She was moving her legs here and there and jumping on her waist, pushing my head on her pussy and pulling my hair.While I was undressing completely, I asked her to remove her. My name is Michael if you need anything else, just ask,” the bartender walked away smiling. “It was named after a character in Ian Fleming’s book “Casino Royal”. Have you read any of his works?” Mathew wondered. “Oh, I love all the James Bond books!” Sally melted. “I am a big fan too. I love spy novels and all that stuff.” Mathew offered, “Have you heard they just signed some producer to make James Bond movies?” “Really, I wonder who will play Bond?” Sally bubbling over with excitement. “I bet.