Her bra, pantie, and clothes were on the bed. I touched and smelled them. The smell of her body from those clothes was increasing my urge. I hid behin... the curtain of her room door and pretended like I was just coming.She came out and dropped her towel and I felt that was the right opportunity to enter the room. She got scared and screamed at me. And I innocently said, “Sorry”.She tried to hide her boobs with one hand and her pussy with the other hand. But I looked at her and instead of going. That’s when I had good look around the rest of the venue and realized, I was in a gay-bar and slowly started to try to hide.After I had ordered myself my third or fourth bourbon on the rocks, I spotted that one of the booths had become vacant.I took my drink and sat inside the booth, it seated 6-8 people.The venue was dark enough, that I thought I could scan the venue and also not get spotted, by people I may know.While scanning the venue I noticed only a few guys were groping and getting to. Soon enough tears were tracking down her cheeks and her spit hung in ropes off her chin and pooled on her thighs, ran down her torso in thick globs. Michael just kept trying to get deeper and deeper in her mouth, and when her nose finally touched his pelvis he smiled with satisfaction. Drew himself back out to let her gasp and cough and spit out some of the massed saliva and precum in her mouth. He knelt down in front of her, lifting her face to his. “That’s a good girl, sweetheart. You. OH Cara! he wailed. I looked up watching him, watching me. I caressed his balls, rolling them in my hand as I started to suck with purpose and intention. Working my tongue on the underside of his cock as my mouth took care of the rest, I felt his balls draw up just before he started moaning and grunting loudly. UHH….OHH…CARAAAA….UGHH&hellip, Spurts of warm, salty watery spunk ran down my throat and I lapped it up, sucking and rubbing, making sure to milk him dry. I pulled his cock out and.