Don’t ask me for the title since all I heard was thumping. A little commotion broke out by the back. That drunk girl from earlier was puking by the ...ack door. I went over and helped her by holding her hair back, just to get puke all over my shoes. She turned around and passed out in my arms, covered in vomit. I carried her back and sat her in the booth. I went and told Kayla I was going to leave her there but Kayla and Brianna wouldn’t let me. So guess what I had to do? I carried this drunk. She seemed to sag against him.Ron gave the slightest pull and she fell against his chest. Both of his arms encircled her and he pulled her again, harder, and her head fell back, her mouth open to feed her needing lungs. Ron kissed that cherry- lipped mouth, his tongue going into it and finding her own probing and wet, her perfect teeth digging at his lips. Her breasts throbbed against him and one of his hands dropped down to her ass to press her loins hard against him. Cherie caught her breath. “Not where Nadine’s concerned, but sadly she’s not into us geriatrics.”Another laugh. “According to Nadine, that’s me. Just because I married an older man ... older by one day.”For some reason I felt disappointed that she was married. I was a bit like that with attractive women on TV. A ring would sadden me a bit even though I knew that it was highly unlikely that I would ever meet any of them and even if I did, it was even more unlikely that anything would happen.“You don’t sound much like a. Without further preamble she smeared her saliva on my organ and began slowly pulling down on it, letting it slip through her hand again and again with a wet sound. I grunted in pleasure and of course was soon hard and upthrust. I could feel myself flushing. The girl took one of my hands and placed it over her breast, where I began to stroke her nipple to erection, and now cupped my swollen balls with the other hand and began sucking on my tool, playing her tongue over the gaping tip. "Mmm!" she.