Cycling, swimming maybe. But I was thirty three, recovering from injury, and despite my experience, I would never be as fit as I had been and less com...etitive that the twenty somethings who were looking for places on the international squad. I mulled over my future as I sipped the glass of wine in my apartment. I?d been invited to a party by a friend, who promised that I could get a job with some of her ?networking contacts?. Great, I pondered, a desk job somewhere working like a slave for some. I built up a rhythm on the male TSA as Joanne reached forward to finger me again. I started moaning softly as I tried to show my appreciation by sucking harder. I twirled my tongue around his shaft as he started grunting. Joanne’s tongue pressed inside me as I pressed forward, sinking down until I could feel him in my throat. Out of nowhere, he pulled back and said, “That’s enough. Get on all fours.” I did as I was told, trying not to think about what was about to come. Kneeling behind me, as. I didn't mean to watch you and that man..I just wanted to use the bathroom..And well..you guys looked like you were having loads of fun! I..I'm sorry. I gotta go now"Putting a hand to stop her, the woman smiled at Kayla. " I'm Mel..Don't be in such a rush sweety..finish what you started." It was then that Kayla notice the woman still had her very large boobs out of her top, unable to move, unable to tear her eyes away Kayla gulped and stood stock still infront of Mel. " I..my names Kayla..". Tequila shots were ordered, and I downed one successfully, and passed on their urging me to keep up with them. I gave in, and drank one more. We were having a great time, and loved that they seemed to shield me from the crowded bar. I especially liked their frequent brushings-up against my legs, and their frequent glances to my partly exposed thigh-high stocking tops. Art and I reminisced, with Jay the attentive audience. Art suddenly blurted out that he had seen my pussy those years ago, and.