She stopped halfway, her butt resting right on it, one cheek on each side. I hadnt noticed a panty edge bump, I think she was going commando, probably...didnt think it would be an issue. She froze, staring straight ahead, which was the far wall. She turned her head towards me and then her eyes, giving me a confused look, her brow furrowed. I didnt know what to do, I was so out of sorts, it was that moment you have in a nightmare and wake up. I wasnt waking up from this, I was screwed, I was. We were probably at the club forty-five minutes before a drop-dead gorgeous fifty-year-old woman approached. "So, what do ya got in there?" She pointed at my jeans. "Oh, great, we can show here." I gleefully realized, unsnapping and unzipping my pants. My cock fell out of the opening and she politely reached for it, tossing it around in her hand and probably thinking about what she was gonna do it. I was still a tad on the naive side and extremely shy and introverted. She broke me of that. The fact was that he was much more relaxed now and had the time to pay more attention to her. He thought to himself, ‘Life is good.’Victor’s attention turned to the door when a young man entered the bar. The man was too young to be in a bar. He was about to get up when the bartender gave him a look that suggested that he should mind his own business. Victor sat back and watched. It took him a minute to recognize that it was the young man who sold flowers on the corner.The young man was carrying. As they opened the box and started to devour the pizza, Yvonne said, “You know, you’re going to have to be here every time we order from these guys because they’re all going to show up looking for your pussy.”Knowing that Yvonne truly would not fuck the driver, Kelly replied, “Just let me know when you call them.” Yvonne was wild and getting wilder, but still the only cocks that ever got into her honey pot were Patrick’s and Kelly's husband.Later that night, when the girls were both quite lit.