I decided to strike up a conversation with her. Amber. From Montana. She seemed really sweet, a small town college girl who, like me, was home from sc...hool and traveling with parents. She had a separate hotel room. We seemed to get along, flirting and having fun, and decided to find another club together.The place we found was a madhouse. Scuba tanks used to blow up women’s dresses in front of everyone. Jello shots that came with the shot girl grabbing Amber’s tits. Free tequila shot lines. I’m. What we do isn't about love, it's about fun. JR and I want to have fun. I know he doesn't love the girls he's lets fool around with him and I don't love the guys. I'm not afraid of him falling for someone else and I'm not interested in anyone except him." Not even Ted?" Cindy asked. "You used to really like him." I still like him, but I don't love him," I said."Would you have sex with him? I don't mean getting relief in class or touching in the halls, I mean real sex," Cindy said.After thinking. The sensations of pleasure raced through her body as the nerves in her nipples were excited and the tits were squeezed hard. She reached up and held each head to her breast and moaned.The third was not taking off her panties but leaving on the stockings. He kissed her ass and let his tongue trace down each leg as he took off her stocking. She quivered as he kissed her bar ass and parted her cheeks to kiss even deeper. The feel of his tongue running up her crack sent a tingle up her spine and. Her hearts pace begins to raise with anticipation, her eyes fill with desire an she throws the blanket from her shoulders leaving her laying there under the soft light of the candles an fire upon the quilt. Her breathing is slightly enhanced her bosoms are mildly heaving as her thoughts of what’s to come race through her mind resting her head laying back upon the pillows. Her heart leaps in her chest as the door opens an she sees her man stomping the snow from his boots an removing them with.