As we’re walking I slip my arm through hers, not in a deliberate attempt to make a move, it just seemed like a comfortable thing to do, our strides ...matching, and our conversation flowing.With it being such a beautiful day, the sun beginning to go down we took a rest on a bench and joked about the night before, we laughed at the shockingly bad photos we took, most blurry but capturing the decent into drunkenness that ensued. Mentioning that we should get a nice photo together we posed and took a. ”Hazel responded, “What is your name and where do you live?”In her excitement, Allison had forgotten to introduce herself. How interesting!“My name is Allison, and I live just around the corner on King’s Circle. I am the only house in the circle that has an enormous tree.”“Should I bring anything and what should I wear?” Hazel inquired.Allison was lighthearted, replying, “Just bring yourself. It does not really matter what you wear. This is an informal dinner, just you, me, and the dogs.”Hazel. You can taste my pussy where I've been touching myself. I whisper into your ear, would you be interested in joining me in the bedroom? With an affirmative answer, you rise from your chair and lean down to kiss me deeply letting your tongue play with mine. I twine my fingers in your hair and lean into you rubbing my pussy against your hard cock. You run your fingers through my hair and pull me back toward the couch. I reverse our positions and push you down onto it.Getting on my knees in. " she pointed out."If you told the truth when you emailed me about your size then I am sure there is something in the wardrobe." he reassured her. "You were honest I hope?" he queried."Yes," she said quietly, "Mostly." You waxed not shaved?" he pointed out.She shivered, realising he was staring at her sex, how could she tell him of the humiliation of travelling forty miles to a salon where no one knew her for a Brazillian after she accidentally knicked herself with a razor."Yes, my hand shook.