From our online conversation I knew that he was single, had an apartment, was a top and was looking to get sucked. He seemed a bit indifferent toward... my dressing but that was ok.I arrived at his place which was on the second floor of a big three story in the town next to mine. He told me I could go change in the bathroom and I soon came out wearing garters, stockings, black lace sissy panties, black bra, a red wrap dress, wig and black 5” pumps. He told me that I looked hot and led me to. Sometimes I would stop by there after work and have a margarita before going home or even for one just before work. Most of the time this really cute bartender was working there. He name was Jules and he was a Cajun from over toward Lafayette, Louisiana. Jules was very average height with an athletic physique and a fantastic tight butt! He had, dark brown sexy eyes, black wavy hair that barely topped his ears and wore a very short always trimmed goatee and had some sideburns. Jules talked with. But as soon as he was hard I sucked him between my lips and again practiced my expert fellatio technique that had lost me twenty dollars, yet won me a husband. My tongue danced around his shaft, my lips formed a tight O sucking hard on him, and my hand massaged his cock base and balls. I did this for about five minutes, getting him nice and hard, before releasing him and tucked him back into his underwear and back into his pants. He groaned and said, Damn you still got the moves you sluttly. Her skirt was hiked up and his cock was out and inside her mouth. I guess they said fuck the dumb shit. They were ready for a suckfest. I tried to keep my eyes on the road but it was so difficult. All I could hear was moaning and growning and lapping sounds. "Your pussy taste just like I imagined it would Tess." he said. Tess continued to suck. She was in her own little drunken world. Mike sucked on her clit and fingered her pussy and I could hear how wet her cunt was getting. I have to.