A young man, Dan was still somewhat hard from the sports bar experience. Collette listened to the music, and timed her strip to the beat. She'd clearl...y done this before, though she was a bit tipsy and lost her balance a couple of times. Blouse, then skirt - leaving her in thigh-high hose, black lace panties and a matching bra. Dan's hand was on his cock, slowly stroking. I appreciated the effort Collette put into her performance, noticing she was stabilizing and smiling in a smirky sort of way.. She then told me that she had set me up to be with her sister that day”she is the one you should be apologizing to”. “Sit down let me tell you about Sara”she said then went and retrieved a photo album and sat beside me.”Sara is the youngest of three girls in our family ,we had no boys so she was like a son to my father .While me and my sister played with dolls and wore dresses,Sara wore overalls and worked on cars” . The pictures she was showing me were of Sara working under the hood of a car. ”“So you DID pay attention, at least somewhat!” I chuckled.“That was actually from philosophy class, not religion. We had a Jesuit priest who taught our two philosophy classes, and he was really good. We learned about agnosticism and atheism when we were studying epistemology.”“One of my fundamental principles is based on skepticism, and in the end, that comes down to the essences of epistemology - ‘how can we know that we know?’.”“Doesn’t that make it hard to decide between right and wrong? I. Oh, fucking eat that pussy." I gazed into that pink flesh and munched on it. Cynthia felt a little teeth but she was all hot and bothered and giggling at the same time not worried the least. "Oh, shit", she continued, "Oh, I missed that tongue. Fucking missed it. Oh, it feels so good. Oh, it feels so good in my pussy." .