A half dozen patrons sat at the bar, mostly young to middle aged Japanese businessmen. I sat at an empty table, looking through the book and sending m... selections up to the booth through the keyboard. One of the businessmen from the bar got up and started singing "You Are My Sunshine", way too drunk for 7:00 PM, even on a Saturday. I wondered if he was drinking just to drink or if he was drowning a sorrow or fifty.See, that's one of my hobbies, people watching, trying to figure out or invent. Ali has a gift for taking pictures, she sees things through a viewfinder that no one else has noticed and she can even make me look good in a photo, trust me that is no way an easy thing to do. You got a USB stick Jo she asked I can transfer some of these onto if you want? , Yeah, in the pocket of my backpack I replied as I skimmed though her latest batch of photos Oh my god she suddenly spluttered and I turned to see her holding up my sisters dirty panties, between her finger and thumb at. Anything else would get the scissors treatment ifshe put it on. Hanging the bag of sliced up material in the closet would ensureshe never forgot. It took a while but she finally had a pile of material in place of what hadbeen her pink power suit. She checked one last time to make sure no individualpiece was larger than her hand. She bundled the pieces into the bag, rolledthe top shut, and then tied it to a hanger with some ribbon. Hopefully no onewould see it hanging in the closet. She'd have. "Blow, blow Ringer blow". He didn't let them down either, a short while later he grunts and groans and cums full on in my mouth. I swallow some then allow thick healthy dollops to flow back down my chin, as he keeps squirting. The crowd cheer and applaud like crazy as I give Ringer a loving lick clean. My jobs done now, messy and dripping sperm I return to the bathroom to freshen, the guys gave me generous applause as I departed. I felt good, exhilarated."That was fantastic" beamed Rick, who.