Helen had said – ‘But I don’t think I’ve ever had so many, specifically sexual thoughts as I’ve had during the short time I’ve known you. ...And I just love the feel of you, especially your cock. I don’t mean just when you are inside me, I love holding it, feeling it’s strength, it’s hardness in my hand or in my mouth. When you’re with me I just want to touch you, arouse you, make you climax.’ And I had replied – ‘It’s exciting for me, knowing that you enjoy touching me, arousing me, and rather. Then she followed the lead of his hand to standing and watched him watch her as they clapped their appreciation of the band. Then he took her hand, again placing it around his arm and led her from the floor, back to the corner where he had found her. As he settled her yet again in the place he found her his arm slid out from under hers and she felt it against the small of her back. He leaned down, his mouth at her ear so she could hear him. ‘Would you like a drink, Mi’Lady?’ He asked in a. The tip of my tongue sneaks out from between my parted lips and trails it’s hot, wet track up your dick. It reaches your head and flicks gently across the little fold. Your body reacts and you lace your fingers in my hair. I respond by gripping your shaft with just enough pressure, before kissing the head of your beautiful cock. My mouth waters and I know in the next moment we’re going to find out just how much of your long shaft I can get down my throat in one go. The answer is a surprising. I have on occasion stopped the driver and got out when they started this or find my phone text Pete. Tonight I texted Pete. It was wet and in these heels I didnt stand a chance. The other disadvantage was that if I got out I wouldnt be able to get the club where Pete was. We pulled up outside Driftwood and there under the doorway stood two large bouncers and Pete. The benefits of Pete owning a club meant free access and all the alcohol I could ever dream of. It was bliss. Pete was there in an.