She'd be right overme. You think I want to listen to that?" Ah," Lindsey said, relaxing, letting laughter take some of her tensionaway. The tightnes... in her chest was going.Andrea pushed herself up from her chair. "I'll be right back, I've gotto -- oops, wait. Too much wine. No, I'm okay." She held on to theback of her chair."Too much wine?" Roberta laughed. "Not enough. Bring another bottle upwhen you come back." Fuck you, get it yourself," Andrea laughed, weaving in the direction. Paying attention to where security cameras were located, I pretended to be looking at something on the rack and waited I looked around to see if anyone else was in that part of the store. It was clear so I walked back to the isle they were in. They were looking intently at painting supplies and didn't seem to notice me so I grabbed something off the shelf I could cover my dick with and pulled it out. I was so horny my dick was almost instantly hard. I took a quick glance back down the main isle. She was right, we were adults, and she just wanted to help, right?“You’re okay, Brandon,” Kelly said softly, sauntering over and putting her hand on my chest. “We just wanna make you feel good.”“We… we shouldn’t be doing this.”That was all I could muster before Brittany took the head of my cock into her mouth, and Kelly’s hand wrapped around the base.All rational thought flew out the window. I was awash in absolute bliss. One woman doing this would’ve been amazing, but two? Christ, I was in. From the Marriott we were at in Branson, I headed south, not stopping until we had passed completely through Arkansas and happened upon a small, isolated town in central Louisiana. At that time it was a little after four in the morning and all of that running had left me incredibly hungry, so, with Courtney still cradled in my arms, I started roving around town looking for a quick bite (pun intended). I hit pay dirt when we came across a bar that, judging from the glowing neon sign on the door,.