Her pussy was dripping wet and tasted so sweet. She wrapped her legs around me and locked her ankles, with every suck of her clit her legs quivered, c...licking the heels of her pumps together. Sliding my hands over her knees I pinned her legs to the bed in the spread eagle position allowing for me to slide my tongue deep inside of her; she pushed the back of my head down forcing my head hard against her pussy, her control of the situation was very much to my fancy. I continued to lick and suck. " Sure it is, but maybe it's still time to go. You've been rambling on about Fate and whatever for hours now. You're lucky we're not busy tonight as you've been stopping me do my job all night." Listen I don't need some smartass college dropout telling me what to do. I came here to vent my problems to you, that's what barmen are for isn't it? To listen to the problems of their customers?" Well sometimes maybe yes" the barman replied unsurely. "But you don't seem to have any real problems." Have. He then showed me some pictures in magazines of naked women that blew my mind and gave me a raging hard on, which in those days was referred to as being ‘on the bone’ Pete asked me if I was hard and I shamefacedly admitted that I was. It’s OK, he said, so was he and with that he proceeded to show me. He unbuttoned his fly and pulled out this enormous (to me) uncut cock. Slowly he rolled back the foreskin and revealed the glistening purple bell end. I was totally enthralled and when he said I. "O.K.," I interrupted. "Girls, when Pete and I were together a couple of weeks ago, we just kind of started talking about sex. You know ... we were being guys. It's not a good excuse, but it's what happened. And then just for kicks I turned on the TV to see if we could find something sexy to watch." Yes?" Samantha said. "And then?" And then," Pete returned to the conversation. I hoped to hell that his brain fog had cleared up. "We were watching these two girls ... and we couldn't believe what.