"No, no, serious, do youjust ride the bus looking for dicks to suck?"Carol wanted to tell him to go away, wanted to defend herself but shefound a lump...sticking in her throat. It seemed silly to be intimidatedby children, barely old enough to shave but in her current state shefound it impossible to speak. As she swallowed the lump of fear hecontinued with his tirade."Do you want to suck my dick?" He started fondling his crotchsuggestively through his jeans. "You want to suck all three of us. No wonder that Atlanta’s alter ego was fretting that all the angst of her ‘coming out’ to me would return, possibly blighting our future together.What WAS important was immediately reassuring Mel that her concerns were needless.(That wasn’t quite the truth; she would have had some cause for concern if she would have been able to read my thoughts. I can’t pretend that watching her have so much sex hadn’t caused me some upset. When you’ve fallen in love with someone, by definition you want to be. "Good girl", Chris said, patting the top of her head. Despite how she felt about what was going on, a small part of Carol beamed at the praise. And that part wanted to be praised again. "Now", Chris said, "unbutton and unzip my pants. It's time for you to meet the new focus of your life."Although she wanted to resist, Carol knew it was useless. She leaned forward and found the button on his pants. She undid it and then pulled the zipper down. Her eyes grew wide as she saw his dick. It had to be. .."Go!"Elise came up and gingerly collected my hardon, but gamely sucked it into her mouth. She started bobbing, her motions limited by the table. "Scoot back, Lover," Rachel cooed."Yeah, why not..." I muttered. I backed up -- and Elise followed my cock out into the dim light of the restaurant, still bobbing over it. Elise went, "Mmmmmph!" and Shannon giggled -- I checked her feed and found that Faye had a finger in her pussy and was rubbing her clit with her thumb! Elise made like a vacuum.