"You know," she added, very slowly, "it might be easier if you were to remove this shirt so that I can really work my fingers into your skin." I leane... up slightly and she helped my to remove the jeans shirt that I was wearing. I had a white T-shirt on underneath.She then stretched her hands down from my neck, sliding them under the collar of my shirt and rubbed her thumbs deeply onto my skin, across my shoulders."How's that?" she asked."Much better... real good," I whispered. And for the next. "We can get into a lot of trouble for selling drinks to minors but I don't think we will have any problems tonight, at least at this table. Would you like a drink?" The girl just sat there in complete surprise. I waved a waiter over. One of the advantages of owning your own club is the speed at which you get served. "Get us some refills George and get the lady a..." The girl looked at me blankly. "Make it a...Lemon Drop George." "Sure thing sir," he said and moved away.Susan leaned forward. Then there was Kyra. She and I were within millimeters of the same height. If my diminutive, less-than-imposing physical size and pretty-boy good looks were a problem for her, she never mentioned it. She had giggled about it once, shortly after we had met. She teased that it was nice to finally have a man with whom she could really see "eye-to-eye" - except when she wore heels, of course. "In fact," she purred, "your stature makes you perfect for OTHER PURSUITS." I suited her to a "T" when it. With the groaned he leaned back against wall of the freezer, and allowed her head to merely rest in his lap. Freed from the concern that a too hard thrust might cause the castration of his friend, Mark began to pound her in earnest. The wetness of her pussy began to make obscene slurping noises around his cock. Brandi was unable to recover from the orgasm had rewarded her successful blowjob, and had moved into the state of multi or continuous orgasm. Blackness swam at the edges of her vision,.