On the second night me and my friends were out for a few drinks.After a few beers in that local bar, we decided to hit a nightclub.Once there we took ...a table and I soon noticed a very sexy girl sitting at the bar. She was tall, with long dark hair, her round tits obviously fake but real nice. The girl was wearing a short black dress showing off a pair of long sexy legs. Of course, her outfit was completed with a pair of sexy stilettos…Just looking at her, I noticed she was giving me looks from. His thumb rubbed my clit as he pushed his fingers in then out. I could barely control myself. I was rubbing his dick faster almost making him cum in my hands. His breath was quick and my moans were loud. The windows were opaque with steam. I begged him to lick me dry, I wanted to feel that tongue that had kissed me so seductively running up and down my slit with his fingers deep inside me. He moved onto the floor at my feet and raised my legs over his shoulders, I lay back on the now reclined. .''''dont be shy, this is your cock , no one can come here its quiet and secret, just suck like you want boy, i really need it''his word sinking in, that calm voice convincing me it was all ok''hold it , and kiss it until you want a taste''my fingers around the veiny shaftholding it up ,taking place closer head between his legs down and my lipse kissed the cockhis calm voice telling me it feels goodas i kiss him down all around his hard cockstarting to feel horny holding him kissing it i. It was a wonderful experience sitting there on the lake steps chatting with her. We spoke for about half an hour, then exchanged numbers. I invited her for a cup of coffee and breakfast but she insisted on sometime later. I bid her goodbye and returned home. Soon my papers were round the corner and I completely forgot about that magical morning encounter. On the evening of my last paper I received a text from an anonymous number saying “How come you never called?”. I thanked my stars for.