Louis night club. The club was packed with wall to wall people and the titty contest was about to start. We headed straight for the balcony with our d...rinks so we could get a good view of the night’s drunken contestants who would compete for $100 bucks. Just as the titty contest got under way I looked to my left to see some dude in a nice suit going from chick to chick trying hump on them. You could tell he was about to get his ass beat a couple of times by pissed off boyfriends as one chick. There were plenty of willing hands to help her, and give her a surreptitious feel at the same time. The boy in the truck seized her wrists and pulled her up and she scrambled in without any trouble. As the other lads climbed in, she sat down beside her helper. That was very sweet of you, she whispered, half turning to lean aginst him and rub her breast on his arm. Whats your name? He flushed. Tommy, he stammered. I think youre nice, Tommy, she breathed, lifting her parted lips up to him. Can I. Me: Yeah, you just gave the shock of my life.Swati: In that case, I am gonna give you a lot more shocks while you stay in my house.Me: No, please don’t, never. Don’t tease my patience, please.Swati: Why, what if I tease your patience? What will you do? By the way, why are you texting so slow? Is your other hand busy?I suddenly stopped stroking my cock and thought, how on earth she knows my other hand is busy?Me: What! What do you mean?Swati: Slow reply and lots of spell mistakes. I know it, I. Undoing his belt, she admired the way he dressed; crisp wool dress pants over hard thighs. The pocket watch was the clincher, though. A silver chain ran from a belt loop to the railroad watch that had been his great-grandfather’s. He was always so careful to put his it back in the bowl beside his bed. Not today, though.He stepped out of his shoes and pulled off his socks as she tugged at his pants. The carpet on the stairs was rough against her soft skin as he pushed her back to recline on the.