On the way to the bar, I couldn't help but wonder what she wanted to ask me. Why would Jean, a married woman, want to meet a single man at a bar? I k...ew I had a pretty good reputation with the ladies. I have always felt that by taking special care of their needs, they would take care of mine. That philosophy seemed to keep a number of young ladies interested in going out with me. I thought maybe Jean wanted to ask about one of them. I had only been at the bar about five minutes when Jean. Jane submitted to his ministrations quietly and found that his touch was quite soothing. He offered his own head to Jane, making it plain that she should return the compliment. She applied herself to the job sifting through his hair as if she was looking for the little annoying burrs and creatures that the gorillas picked up.After a while, the silver back took Jane’s hand and put it on his cock. Jane was dumbstruck. Up to that moment, he had behaved very well, only touching her in a grooming. “So now I got a problem here, Mikey. A big, hard problem.” He thrust his hips forward slightly, and his now fully hard cock came within an inch of Mike’s lips before retreating. “See, your sister is normally a good little slut for me, you know? You’ve heard the stories right?” Mikey was barely processing anything at this point, but he nodded slightly. He had indeed heard ‘the stories’ about his sister.“Yeah she’s normally down for anything, anytime, but tonight she’s copped an attitude. Won’t. “I was thinking about it” Dee admitted. “I want to have an orgasm, like you said.” She brought her left hand down and pressed it into her crotch, feeling the cotton rub against her clitoris and also feeling a release of fluid from inside her. The tingles that went through her were delicious and she wanted to taste more. Repositioning herself slightly on the bed, she kept her left foot on the floor and bent her right leg up in front of her, opening up her legs much wider. She kept watching.