'OK, good night then,' she said and left, closing the door.My heart started thumping. How much had she seen? Had her eyes become more accustomed to th... dimness in the room as she stood there, and had my nakedness and erection gradually faded into vision as she peered at me? I tested the theory by standing at the door and looking toward where I was sitting - I could see almost every detail of the chair, so I assume she'd had a good look at my stiff penis.The thought of it just got me even more. As we watched them fucking, I felt a hand on my cock. It was my woman. As she felt my hardening prick, she kissed me on the neck and whispered to me that she wanted me to finger fuck her. The top of the bar had a sort of extended lip, which gave us a bit of privacy. We were right at the very back of the club, so were behind everybody in the audience. We also knew that the barman could not see us. Mind you, he probably would not have cared anyway. I am sure that he had probably seen much more. He is thinking "too hot, too hot--what else can come off--take my tattoos off to get cooler." In a bottom drawer he finds something heavy, pulls it out. A set of clippers, heavy like the hand of authority, like the pair your father used to use, like the ones they use on Marines, and sheep. White shorts looks at black shorts. **** White briefs went first, and his hair dusts the floor. That left on his head forms a jet-black cap against the blue, blue of his. Anoche una gran amiga paso por mi casa, a contarme que ella y su esposo habían empezado a tener ciertas practicas sexuales que le parecían muy excitantes. " Mientras se lo mamo, le acaricio en ano y espero a que eyacule en mi cara" me dijo, Deberías probar. " Uishhh! no lo se le dije, tal vez algún día, le dije" Unas horas antes estaba sentada en un cuarto oscuro de un video porno, medio desnuda, y le chupe la verga a no menos de 6 tipos que ni se quien eran, varios se derramaron dentro de mi.