I ordered myself a beer and just sat back and began to drink. I looked around this place. Not a bad place. I liked all the neon lights. Then I noticed...something. Two guys sitting with one arm around another. Then another two male couple. Turn my head and there was no girl kissing. "OH MY! I accidentally walked into a gay bar. I got to leave." I paid my tab and started walking out towards the door. That's when I saw him. Sitting to the right of the door was the blond hair guy. I would. “Hi chitti any help (and as soon as I said this I spilt the water all over her sweet ass) oh shit sorry chitti here let me clean it for you”.I reached down and started rubbing her ass cheeks vigorously to give the effect that I am cleaning only to momentarily slow right down to rub by pulling all the flesh up or down with tiny, tiny pinches.Then I moved over to her pussy and using the tip of my index finger I traced the outline of her vagina and then blew cool air on it to dry her. I watched as. Of course, he didn't spend all of that buying and selling. After all the market was only open limited hours. But to know what to buy and sell he had to spend many, many hours pouring over company reports and evaluations of financial positions. When he had started this six years ago, he was so full of energy and determination that he never noticed the load. Now it was habit. It was a habit that had given him a net worth of over eight hundred thousand but had cost him. It had cost him elevated. By now I was both outstandingly horny and at a total loss as to how to get any further. I got to my feet and stared at her body. Incredible. Her hands were still behind her head, her breasts thrust up towards me, her shoulders arched. Then it hit me and I walked round behind her."Ma'am", I said, "You have an arse to die for". Mrs Coleman giggled, but stood still, waiting. Reaching into the valley of her spine created by her raised arms, I easily unclipped her bra. She dropped her arms and just.