His hand moved over my legs and he brushed against my hard cock. He whispered that he want to feel me against him and started to unbuttoned my shirt. ...We removed each others shirts and held each other, the erotic feel of skin on skin. Dave just melted into my arms and surrendered his lips to me as we caressed and touch each others chest and neck. Things had really heated up and then it happened, what I had hoped for, Dave asked if I want to go to bed with him.We went to his bedroom and quickly. My bottoms had been soaked and right now, my pussy probably wept on the bed. I hoped enough so he'd slide his cock inside of me, like a knife through butter. I so didn't want to hurt ... and show him that. But I wanted, no I needed him to just fuck me now ... make the longing that made my teeth hurt go away."You been fucked nice haven't you," he said, "Some guy sweet talking you into his bed with soft kisses and gentle strokes ... I bet that's all you know Tiffany."I didn't know what to say. I. The bookshelf swung out revealing another room with a bed, a couch, and some chairs; very nicely appointed with leather and all the appropriate accessories. Cindy turned and walked into the adjoining room and I followed her.As we walked I admired the way her beautiful buttocks moved underneath her tightly fitted gown. There seem to be a snake inside that dress struggling to be released. I fully intended to do that at the earliest opportunity.“Do you like to dance?” I said I did on my. "Hey, you're having only half a glass!" said Lauren, propping herself up on her elbow. She watched as Emma's looked along her body, dancing from her mouth to her breasts until finally mesmerized by her pussy. Lauren obligingly swung a leg off the lounger, parting her legs momentarily. The little waitress stood in front of her. Lauren wondered if Emma had intentionally held the tray at mid- thigh. She stared at her pussy between the bottle and the glasses, reaching slowly, entranced by the puffy.