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Surprise

It had been quite some time since I had tasted the flesh of a young buxom female. I needed to have a good-looking lady at my side and soon. I decided to go dancing in town at one of the local bars. I don't usually hang out at these kind of places; however, It may be time I started. It sure is hard to find a date now a days. I went to the Lighthouse Bar. It usually is happening all night until about 4:00 am. I dressed in my tightest jeans and my best button up shirt. I looked for a lack of better words--tuff. All I had to do was get some chick on the rebound or something, buy her a few drinks, and BINGO you're lucky. I spotted this young black girl at the bar by herself. I thought what the heck. I don't generally date black girls, but I've seen many beautiful black women in my life. Now is a good time to prove that I'm not a prejudice spirit. Hello, I'm Bob. You look like you just lost your best friend. Can I buy you a drink? I said as I approached her at the counter. Hmm, sure Bob, she moved around on her stool to look at the mirror on the other side of the bartender. Two of whatever she's having, I told the bartender. White Russian with a Yukon Jack shooter, she smiled at me and the bartender. Thanks Bob, I'm called Tonita. Interesting name huh? I nodded with a smile. I hadn't eaten for at least 4 or 5 hours so I knew I couldn't drink too many without getting very heady and/or d***k. I asked for a bowl of peanuts or mix. I was sent a saucer with a few shelled peanuts. Great! ...

... I thought. She's going to drink me under the table. Oh well, I'll just drink slow. Live around here? I gave the barkeep a $10 bill. Actually, yes. Not far from the bar. How about you? She looked me straight in the eyes. She didn't seem to break her gaze. When she looked at me, I could wear that she was smiling at me each time. I was feeling pretty lucky. She was pretty and responding. There seemed to be a lot of the action on the dance floor so I decide to ask her to dance about 4 drinks later and luckily during a slow set of songs. I've been waiting on some slow ones... I can't dance that well. I started to put my hands on her firm ass and she didn't make me stop. I moved them a little closer to the crack of her ass and she moved them back to her waist. I thing I was figuring out how far I could go. After 2 White Russians and 2 of the Yukon Jack shooters, I was getting very hyper. I figured that I could always blame it on the alcohol. We went back to a table this time and sat on the same side of the booth. I copped a few quick feels on her 36C tits and by now her nipples where staring me right through the fabric of her top. I finally knew that I had a green light when she put her hand on the inside of my thigh about a half inch from my cock. Would you like to go to my place? You can teach me how to dance to some of the faster stuff. I looked her in the eyes and waited for her response. Why don't we go to my place. I live only 2 blocks down from here. She had a big beautiful ...