I saw a couple of men standing along the wall in front of me and decided todo the same so I moved past them and stood about mid-way down the side of...he seats waiting for my eyes to adjust to the dimness. Standing next tothe wall, I watched the movie and was soon feeling my cock getting hard as Ienjoyed the action. Slowly my eyes adjusted and I could make out peoplesitting in the seats. They were mostly single men sitting alone with a fewexceptions of men sitting together. I realized. Vantha was trying her best to deep-throat her own prick, but her knob was too fat to fit down her throat and she had to content herself with nursing on her cockhead while the rest of her gigantic prick stood out, unswallowed, a great tubular bridge spanning the distance between her mouth and her balls. Vantha purposely relaxed her lips and dripped pre-cum onto her chin and her cock. Her tits heaved as she sucked on her own cockmeat. Vantha gurgled and gasped as she nursed on her succulent. Now she wondered whether that was wise. While she wanted company, and she wanted someone to talk to, she didn’t want to spend all day and then all evening with the sisterhood. Besides something that hovered on the periphery of her consciousness warned her off from going in the morning. She sighed and set about her evening routine of tidying up and cooking herself a quick meal of pasta Verde with all the fixings, so that she could get her mind off of Ralph. She got the recipe from Martha Stewart. “Thanks. And thanks for agreeing to break your rule with me,” she said.“I try to keep my promises the best I can. To be honest, there was a point I was considering backing out, but in the end, I think it’s the right thing to do for you.”“You turned down others I hear.”“I did. More because of the guys than the girls. If Chris and I were closer, I’d have a big problem with it. As it is, I might consider it MY last fling, so to speak.”We sat quietly for a few minutes sipping bourbon and then the.