I so did not want to get out of bed, but I needed a shower and to eat before work. It was near impossible to do so without waking them. Oh well, Sasha woke first, smiled at me and jumped out of bed headed over to a closet. She dug out some towels and tossed one at me before waking Sara.
After everyone left the bar, Sasha walked up to me and handed me a small bag. I looked inside it and saw three more bags, each with a pair of panties in them. I was wondering who had left them when she spoke up.
Right at midnight, the lady in red came through the door at the bar looking around at the huge crowd. I quickly went over to her, talking about the hard rock music thumping away as people danced in one area, watched the female strippers in another. We had a great DJ, and in between sets for the strippers, he would have little competitions on the dance floor with the women in small teams for shots or a chance at flowers, and even sometimes small cash rewards.
Instead of entering me, he ran his thick shaft between my wet pussy lips as he sucked and nibbled on both my firm tits. My god, I wanted him in me so bad.
I have been in a relationship for almost a year now with a girl who is Bipolar and deals with depression. The hard parts of the relationship are not so much these problems as it is on how she became this way.