"As I watched my stomach tightened and I felt kind of sick with disappointment. I had hoped that Ann would slow down, but it wasn't going to happen. A... I watched, I felt that tingling sensation in my balls and my own cock started to lengthen and get hard. When in Rome I thought and stripped off my clothes.I walked over and knelt beside Ann and watched as she fucked Marty's cock with her hungry mouth, the sounds of her spit and pre-cum filled mouth filling the room. She looked over at me with a. When I noticed the strap running down her leg, I asked Fred,“Since when does Gail wear a garter belt?”“When she wears a dress with a high slit on the side, she likes the looks. So do I.”“So do we,” I countered.You both didn't seem to care or notice the men staring at you as they walked by. We both looked as a man stopped and tried to get a conversation going with them. You quickly brushed him off.Gail happened to glance over and when she saw us sitting there, she put her hand on your thigh. It was heaven for you. I was eating your pussy from behind while the others were paying attention to all of your other pleasure zones. You now had pulled away from kissing one of the guys so you could wrap your waiting mouth around one of their cocks. You slowly slid your mouth down onto the guy's cock in the drivers seat. You let out a deep moan with approval telling him you liked what you were tasting but also you were moaning because I had just slid my once again hard cock into your waiting. What part of that won’t work, Charlie? I don’t mean to be pushy, but...” I interrupted her.“If you are on my arm, I’m buying dinner.”“Oh, that. OK. I guess. I just don’t want to take advantage. I have a bit of money and can afford dinner.”“Me, too. Now, hopefully you’ll allow me to be the macho, chauvinist pig, and buy dinner. Maybe ice cream at that place out on Powers by the movie theater afterwards?”“No problem, I guess. I’ve never dated a male chauvinist pig before. A pig, yes, but the male.