When the season is at its height a great number of men about town may be seen here, as spectators, who come from the clubs or the Houses of Parliament... bored by the ennui of the reading rooms at one place, or the prosy speeches of members of the other.I looked on wide-eyed as some of the men danced with cigars in their mouths, whirling around in such a wild manner as to cause collisions with the other couples. I witnessed two girls waltzing; and two men who had apparently sat too long at the. She recognised a few of the regular, hopeful faces and nodded to one or two couples who were polishing the dance area with soft soled shoes as they rotated clockwise to a nameless tune piped in through speakers. Jacqui plotted up on a bar stool to survey the prospects of finding her quarry. She sipped slowly on a chilled dry martini and looked over the rim of the glass. The sweep of her vision proved to be disappointing, not one of the men fitted her criteria, but she reasoned, the night was. That position on my cock kind of hurt but felt good at the same time. Every so often she would lean up and lick the pre-cum of the head of my cock and then look up at me. After a few minutes, she got up and moved herself over to the toilet. With the lid closed she sat on top and pulled me close. She then started to deep throat my cock all the way to the base of my balls and then back up to the top sucking hard as she reached the top. She was making a loud slurping sound and I was afraid. "After she obliges her gets between her legs but she pushes against his stomach and whines, "Nooooo baby, that load you pumped down my gullet would have produced triplets! I couldn't handle that, my pussy would be as big as the Holland tunnel!"Then with a pout she adds, "Now you wouldn't want that, would you? Please hand me my purse."Once again laughter as he hands her the item. She extracts the condom and hr reaches for it but she pushes his hand and coyly remarks, "No darling, that is my job..