Lucian felt abandoned. He followed her, not sure if she wanted him to – or if he wanted it himself. When she turned around at the opposite wall and ...aw he’d followed her, he thought he saw a cloud descent on her face.Then she smiled.“I remember my Christmas as a Bob,” she said, nodding at a group of Carnaby girls. “We had Ancient Rome for a theme – short toga’s and things, lots of crazy fun. Was it as thrilling for you?”He stared at her.She’d been away for days and now all she had for him was a. How these chicks put up with It for as long as they did, I'll never know.Anyway, as a bartender you are a shoulder to cry on, a friend to talk to, and sometimes a lover to fuck. You also listen to the lives of countless people unfold. A silent partner to their sadness, anger, love, and life. SO, WHO CARES? Ok. So here is how I ended up with Sarah. She was drinking with some "friends" one saturday night, I walked out to smoke a butt, and when I came back in, the shit had hit the fan, her two. Her breathing changed and her hand moved faster on her pussy. I played with both of her breast and she rubbed and fingered herself. I still had not seen her pussy and I wanted to play with it badly. I eventually got her to lean back on the toilet and slide forward so her pussy was in full view and accessible. She spread her legs wide and I could see all of her pussy and her fingers wildly working it. I knelt on the floor in front of her and kissed up her thigh. She quickly removed her fingers. Marital bed getting a good workout from the fucking couple on it until, as usual, Nigel pulled out and blasted his orgasm all over my wife's face. from past get to gathers, Monica just sat back waiting for us to give her the OK to wash the thick white cum off of her face. It was just so hot seeing Nigel again sitting beside my wife on our bed and with my wife wearing his thick cum load on her smiling face.We left her like that as we spoke as if it was nothing until she asked if she could wash.