When I opened the door and stepped in, I do believe I was smiling. I went to the counter and dug out a fiver to give the clerk for tokens. He stared...at me as I approached, reached out and took the money. "You got ID on you boy?" he asked, I said yep" took the tokens turned and walked into the booth area. Maybe it was the weather, being damp and blustery outside other businesses were letting people go "early". There was am unusual amount of men standing in the hallways, leaning out. She wanted him to touch her and feel how wet she was and how much she wanted him. She wanted his mouth to be buried upon her nub suckling the fruit juice of her loins. She wanted to toss him back and rip his pants off and suck his hard cock. She wanted him badly and she hoped he felt the same way. Just as she thought the kiss was all she was about to receive she felt his had slip into her shirt and cupule one of her breasts. She couldn’t help but moan. She had wanted to feel his hands upon her. For one, I was already married to a woman I was head-over-heels for, and mixing it up with anyone over there was just asking for any of a million-and-one brands of major shit, and a starring spot on the evening news.The sexual tension in the room was almost thick enough to see, and there was the distinct incense of aroused pussy wafting heavy in the air. Apparently those of us being honored weren't the only ones who'd been saving up.Finally, the last speaker had spoken his last, and the CO. Mark closed his eyes as his wife's mouth surrounded his cock, and his hips instinctively moved, helping guide his shaft into her warm mouth. Her tongue traced the rim of his head as her fingers held his balls. As Anne licked down Mark's cock to his balls and her lips sucked one, and then the other, into her mouth, she pumped his dick in her hand. Meanwhile, Jack slid his fingertip between Steph's warm labia and caressed her pussy as they watched Anne kneeling before Mark and pumping his fat.