Listen Sarah, the tickets weren't your cousin's only birthday gift, I was gonna but him some drinks afterward. So should we go home and get him." Well... I know you have to work tomorrow," said Sarah, "and it would take a really long time to go back to your apartment and get Dave, so why don't we get a few drinks now. That is...if you don't mind bringing me instead of David." Oh, I don't mind," said Billy, "I actually think it's kinda funny." Just as log as you're buying the drinks, Mister," Sarah. Can you at least tell me what the boundaries are? It’s okay for the guys to use their fingers on us, apparently.” “More than okay,” I quipped. “And obviously it’s okay for us to do this—” She stabbed her fingers up into my dripping slit, still tender from my recent climax. I gasped in surprise, which just made Tracy smile. I nodded. “So, what’s NOT okay?” she asked. “You can’t fuck him,” I panted. “What else?” “You can’t fuck him,” I repeated. It was getting hard to concentrate with her rubbing. Doch in späteren Jahren hatte sie die seltsame Faszination kennen gelernt die ihre Haarfarbe auf Männer ausübte und mit der Bewunderung der Verehrerschar war schließlich auch Aimees Selbstbewusstsein und ihre Liebe zur ihrer ureigensten Haarfarbe erwacht. Jetzt konnte sie sich es gar nicht mehr anders vorstellen. Dieses flammende Rot, das war sie, das war ihre Farbe.Auch wenn sie das akzeptiert hatte, hatte Aimee lernen müssen das es viele Männer gab die sie nur als Trophäe betrachteten, dies. She could see the desire in his eyes."Care for some coffee before you head home?" she asked."I'd love some," Devin replied."My place isn't all that..." she said, caught herself, and stopped.And on entering, Devin made sure to find several nice things to say about the apartment. And he meant what he said, pleasing Ellie immensely.They needed to let dinner settle a little, and with that in mind, she made and then poured them both large cups of coffee. Soft, romantic music flowed from her stereo.