"I'll see ya around," he said, and walked back to his friends.I ordered another drink. I caught my breath. I caught up with some old friends, mingled....e never stopped looking at me. I tried to ignore it at first - smiled at him, nodded - but it wouldn't stop. I started to see it for what it was - not hostility, not even anxiety; more like curiosity. Maybe even interest. Was I getting cruised by Chuck Fisher?Everyone got drunker. Chuck stuck with his posse. God I hated those guys. They slapped. It happens, far too often. We’re killing each other in droves far more efficiently than some vague shadowy organisation that our government scares us with. The car is a most lethal weapon of mass destruction and nothing is being done about this carnage. Sorry, I’m just so angry. He was only 42. I was shocked when I saw Allan’s son at the funeral service. I haven’t seen the boy for at least 4 years. He’s 16 now and is a ringer for his dad. Is it me, or are kids maturing much more. Unhappily. She must have heard it in the things that I did not dare to say. “Settle down, you! You had your way with your sex slaves, and, I must say, you are making fine progress, but now you’re home with your horny little wifey. I wanna get mine, before you get yours. Again. So, you settle in, and give me the tongue lashing that I deserve, and I’ll tell you what else is going on in your world.”I rolled her over, and kissed my way to her center. As I positioned myself for maximum pussy lapping. Joanne’s orgasm finally ended with a final gasp and groan from her, her body stopped shaking and became limp beneath me. She was still puffing and panting as she tried to get her breath back.I looked up at her, over her fine pussy hair and small tits, to see her looking down at me, her eyes glazed over, still trying to comprehend what had just happened to her. “My god Steve,” she gasped, “that was incredible! I’ve never cum like that before, and no-one has ever eaten my pussy before. I loved.