His fingers pressed me hard. He saw my eyes close partially in a daze of sexual torture.I moaned in a barely audible tone as his fingers found my bare...pink pussy slit and they moved slightly, zeroing in immediately to my swollen clit again. HOW I wanted to shove his fingers inside of me, deep and then hump his hand. I chose to refrain, but barely, as I reflected how I knew nothing of this man whose fingers were caressing me!!!I could not really believe what was happening. I questioned; what. "Nice" he murmered before lowering his mouth to start sucking, licking and chewing on each nipple in turn.Behind me Mike must have unzipped his trousers, because he grabbed my free hand and pulled it back to grasp his huge erect penis. If there was one thing I remembered about Mike, it was that he was hung like a stallion! I started to gently wank Mike's massive tool and moaned quietly given Toby's attention to my breasts. Mike then grasped the hem of my short skirt and pulled it up over my. At one point Roger heard Claire scream so he shot his head in finding this stalky bald guy visciously trying to shove his cock down Claires throat. He had her by the neck and hair and was not about to let her go till Roger yelled at him "Get the fuck out of her or I'll shoot you right now", showing a shiney 22 tucked inside the waist of his jeans. The man scrambled to get his clothes on and ran out of the room, and out of the bar to his car as fast as his feet could carry him. "We through. There were little white pinstripes running vertically. Paulremembered reading somewhere that vertical stripes make you look thinnerwhile horizontal ones make you look fatter.Paul liked the idea of looking thinner; of loosing some weight. Out ofhabit he weighed himself every morning on his bathroom scale. For yearsPaul had weighed 145 plus or minus a couple of pounds. For his fivefoot eight inch frame 145 was not fat, but it certainly was not thineither. This morning he was down to 140. He.