“Ooooh,” she breathed sexily as his fingers combed through her bush. He slid them in a little further and felt for her labia; there ... so plump, ...and smooth, with a few little hairs. He stroked a fingertip down each one, and stroked very lightly back up again. So sensitive, making her gasp and writhe.Her hand slid the skin of his cock up, back down, and up again while she gasped and her lovely face grinned. Sex surged through his bloodstream.“Cup my balls, very lightly,” he suggested.She pushed. We sat at the bar for a while, but when that didn't create any interest, we moved to one of the high tables again. As Vicki climbed onto her bar stool, she "shrugged" her shoulders, pulling the dress up to the top of her thighs when she sat down. Much like the other night, guys noticed her and came to the table. This time two different guys alternated dancing with her, while a third showed up late in the evening to get one or two dances with her. Vicki was really enjoying all the attention she. ”I did as she commanded and suddenly the whole car focused on my phone call.“Kids, Tony’s picture of Tent City made its way to a committee. Maybe two or three. There is nothing like a disaster to mobilize a city. Even though the problem has been around for decades and Tent City for nearly ten years, now the city wants to acquire land for a permanent encampment that could house as many as 500 homeless people. You have become the focal point. Not only did you save the lives of nearly a hundred. He's good to me but he is kind of stuck in his ways. I guess that's one of the downsides to being married to an 'older' man. He was married once before and actually has a daughter almost as old as me." You're not old," Sally blurted and then blushed."Thank you sweetie. Sometimes I feel old now days."The room was silent for a while and then Sally spoke, the alcohol loosening her tongue. "So, is he good in the sack?" Sally blurted and then giggled. "Oh... sorry, I can be mouthy when I drink," she.