Buttercup, as always, needed no prompting. After allowing sufficient time for the food to sink into their system, she crawled on her hands and knees t...owards Tracey, who was grinning in a curiously stupid fashion, and gently pinched the folds of her vagina with the forefingers of her right hand. Tracey moaned in a strangely full-throated way, and gracefully parted her legs so that Buttercup could swivel round and engage more fingers and her tongue on the scarred and embattled terrain of her. ..oh my goodness,what a state!!!!!! Her expensive nylons were ruined,my heels had seen to that as they caught them and ripped from her thighs down to her ankles.We dissolved into each others arms,i was lying on her and our mouths met again as we kissed and kissed and kissed,...kissed so deeply and so continued,eating each others mouths for at least 15 minutes. I sucked her tongue deep into my mouth and continued sucking and then concentrated on her lower lip and nibbled and sucked on that. She gives me a once-over, lingering on my exposed cleavage and then she almost smirks at me and tells me to enjoy myself. I step through another doorway into a multitude of pulsing lights and writhing bodies, and the music is so sensual that I find myself almost involuntarily moving to it. I make my way through the crowd to an empty table in the corner, my hips swaying of their own accord. The velvet covered chair is a welcome change from the simple wooden ones most often found in bars; of. My dick was so hard and almost hurting asit was pressing against my pants in my underwear. I looked at Gary andjust came out with. "Gary can I come around the bar and see you thing? He laughed saying You can call it what it is Danny My cock or mydick. And sure why not Danny come on around"My whole body was shaking as I walked around that bar. There was Gary onthe stool his legs now spread to give me access to his cock. he had onblue jeans and boots with a white TO-shirt. I could see he was.