I listened to the music and even bought a drink for a pretty creature with sparkling eyes. It looked like a female, acted like a female and talked lik... a female but my gut told me “beware” because this was only an imitation woman. The truth was in the size of the thick wrist that held the concoction of unknown ingredients. Then, there was the ridiculous price that made me the fool and the creature my accomplice in fostering a lie.I was in an Orwellian world where the Truth was really a Lie and. ‘Maybe this night, and moon, would change all that.’ I said to myself from the vinyl loneliness of my bar stool. ‘Maybe that’s why it brought me here to this club — to meet Jazzy Girl.’ After a bit she settled back and worked her cigarette while the band did some freeform. The audience was tapping and head bopping. A few couples started dancing, including the pretty young thing sitting next to me and her beefy boyfriend who lumbered around like he had cement in his pockets. You couldn’t even. I have been seduced by a few girls but partying naked created easy opportunities. I finally push my last set & guzzle water heading to the shower. The place was all but empty but a few people. I strip with a growing joy stick because I still fantasize like a hormone driven teenager. I start my shower & soap up as I work my hardening muscle with my eyes closed. Damn, I should have tanned I thought but what are the chances it could happen with another milf. I am lost rubbing & slowly. Her body began to fill with wave after wave of pleasure rolling from the stretched walls of her pussy to the deepest parts of her mind. Everything nerve in her body became alive as she thrust back and forth. With her pussy in complete control of her body, the spasming inside hit her. Amy began to shake up and down as she planted herself firmly against the base of this massive cock. Her legs were shaking. Her arms gave way as her chest met her husband’s stomach. Amy screamed out as the orgasm.