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I watch her come into the bar on a hot Saturday afternoon. I cannot help but stare, my eyes following her as she makes her way across the room to the bar. Her wavy red hair is flowing over her shoulders, almost as far down as her what have to be DD breasts bouncing in her Chicago Cubs crop top. The bottoms of her breasts are uncovered and her nipples are proudly poking small tents in her top. Her tight midriff is covered in a light sheen of sweat and leads down to what I suppose are daisy duke shorts hanging low on her ample hips. She turns to walk toward me at the bar and I see that the seam of the shorts is splitting her lips, which are clearly not covered, apart. As she walks, I can see her ass cheeks shaking with each step, from the front view. I have to see that ass, I think to myself as she stops and sits next to me at the bar.I am wearing a white, sleeveless summer top that runs down to just below my breasts. I have on a denim mini skirt that, when I am standing, sits about two inches below the cheeks of my ass. Two of the three buttons on the V neck top are unbuttoned allowing all that look from the side a clear view of my pierced nipples. My brunette hair is frosted with a blend of blonde and red hair and is cut into a pixie style framing my face.Watching this woman enter the bar and sitting next to me makes me realize that not wearing panties might have been a bad call as I feel my pussy start to moisten.The gorgeous redhead looks over at me and we make eye contact. “Hi,” she says.“Hi there, nice, um, outfit,” I smile in return.“Thanks,” beşevler escort she giggles. “I am meeting someone and I want her to know I am ready to fuck her, or whatever else she wants,” she tells me.“Oh my, you wouldn’t be Lucky would you?” I ask her. Her slutty response has turned the juices in my pussy loose; I feel some trickle across my asshole. I am going to have a wet spot on my hem, I smile to myself.“Oh…, yes I am, you aren’t Gracie are you?” she asks looking surprised and very nervous. “Daddy didn’t tell me how beautiful you are,” she says quietly.I raise an eyebrow into my hairline, “Yes, he seems to have left out the part about you being a knockout, from our conversation too,” I giggle. I stick out my hand. “I’m Gracie, nice to meet you, Lucky,” I say.Lucky leans over and kisses me softly on the lips. “Hello, Miss Gracie, nice to meet you too.”Sami walks up to the bar and gives Lucky several scans from head to toe. “Gracie, who is your friend?” she asks with a devilish grin.“Sami, meet Lucky,” I say. “Lucky, this is Sami, a very good friend of mine and Daddy’s.” I look at Sami, then back to Lucky. “Daddy and Lucky have become, um, close. Daddy wanted her and me to meet so we can get a feel for each other,” I say to Sami. “I think our family is going to grow, and Lucky, I like that idea the more I am with you,” I purr.“Well, I am so happy to meet you, Lucky. I can’t wait until we get better, um, acquainted,” Sami purrs.“Mm, I think I’d like that,” Lucky purrs cebeci escort in return.“What can I get you, girls?” Sami asks. “I’ll have a shot of Irish whiskey,” Lucky tells her. “And, if you have Guinness on draft, I’ll take one of those too.”“Give me a shot of that Irish whiskey too,” I say. “And a Crown and Diet Coke,” I add.“Nice!” Lucky giggles. “A girl after my own heart! Are you Irish too?” she asks with a big smile.“Some,” I tell her. “Daddy says my temper is Irish for sure,” I giggle.“So, Daddy says you and I should meet and, um, get acquainted,” I say to Lucky. “So far, I like what I see,” I smile. “I watched you walk in and I have to tell you, you made my tongue a little hard,” I giggle.“Yeah, me too, I told him I wanted both of you,” she answers. “I thought you were hot when I walked in, but I had no idea that you were Daddy’s wife. Damn you make me wet,” she tells me. She stands and moves her barstool closer to me and sits down. We are sitting so close together that we are touching each other. I put my hand on her bare thigh and kiss her lingeringly, sharing my tongue with her. “Mm, nice,” I say when I break the kiss. “Very nice, Lucky.”“Thank you, Miss,” she whispers. “I liked it too, I’m so glad you like me.”“Hey, girls, let’s keep the heat down,” Sami chuckles as she gives us our drinks. Neither of us looks up. I hold Lucky’s face and pull her in and kiss her very passionately. “I think I am going to like you, a lot,” I say. “Let’s finish our drinks and then you can kolej escort come home with me.”“Oh, I’d love that Gracie, I mean, Miss,” she says to me.I pick up my shot glass and she lifts her as well. “To you and I,” I say. “Cheers.”“Cheers,” she says and we both shoot down the Irish whiskey. I take a drink of my drink and set it down. Reaching over, I run my hand up under her top and cup her lovely breast, running my fingers over her erect nipple. “Oh, fuck that feels good, Miss,” she moans and sets her hand on my thigh. She runs her hand up to my dripping pussy and through my wet slit. “Oh, somebody is aroused,” she giggles and kisses me as she slips two fingers up into me.“Oh fuck,” I whisper when we break our kiss. “Yes, fuck me with your fingers, pet,” I moan.“Mm, you’re so wet, Miss,” Lucky purrs as she starts to really thrust her fingers into me. I lean back in my chair and open my legs wide. “Make me cum, baby, make me squirt,” I moan.“Mm, so hot,” Lucky purrs, then she kisses me passionately as my legs begin to quiver. “Miss, your pussy feels so good. You’re gonna cum soon, huh?” she asks. “Oh, yes, baby, Miss is gonna cum… make me cum pet, make me cum hard,” I tell her. “Giggles, yes, Miss,” she says. “It’s coming, I can feel your pussy gripping me, cum, Miss, cum on my hand.”My body shudders and I cum, showering Lucky’s hand and the barstool. “Oh my god!” I hiss.“Mm, Miss, that was so hot. Please take me home so we can fuck,” she pleads.I finish my drink and stand to leave. Lucky stands too, I follow her out of the bar watching her as she walks. Her shorts do nothing to cover her ass. “Fuck that’s a sexy ass,” I tell her.“Thank you, Miss,” she says looking over her shoulder. “When we get home, I want you to kiss it all over,” she purrs.“That will be no problem,” I say as I hit my fob and unlock my car. “Get in, baby, let’s go have some fun,” I say.
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