“I’m home. I almost forgot to tell you,” I texted Skylar. “Good. Hope you had fun!” Skylar texted back. “I did. Did you?” I asked. “Yo... know I did! Lol,” He responded. “Yeah, lol,” I texted again, not sure what to say. “What are you up to now?” Skylar asked. “Just laying in bed,” I said. “Same. You should send me a pic!” I thought about his request for a few minutes. Before I could respond, he sent me a pic of himself laying in bed with no shirt on. It was a really good pic too. I tried taking. .a guy was fucking his girlfriend right in the middle of the room. As online reviews had claimed, a bunch of men surrounded the mattress, dicks out, stroking.I watched with them briefly, but got almost immediate attention when I was noticed. I scurried to the booths that took up the entire back row, which were clearly the gloryhole booths. There were even holes on the outside walls. I entered the second booth and locked the door.The booth, an empty square space only lit by the light from the. She moaned and lifted her hips and I moved up. I covered her clit and sucked while flicking the tip of my tongue back and forth.She shuddered and humped as I kept doing it, “aaaahhhh!”I squeezed her clit between my lips and she lifted her hips off the bed, “yes!”She twisted and shook and finally covered her pussy. I looked up and then moved over her and her hand caught my cock and guided it. I pushed and then did it hard and forced my cock into her as she groaned. I pushed until my cock was. “I’ll drive.” Her tone leaves no room for objection and Holly just nods in agreement.Theresa takes the wheel. Her eyes are have trouble adjusting to the sun. She breathes a sigh of relief as it begins to dip below the horizon.It is dusk by the time they arrive at the bar. Theresa feels energized. She prances inside, Holly behind her.A pair of college girls are at their favorite table.“Crap those bitches are at our table.”“Theresa, we can grab another.”“No.”Theresa heads to the table, stares at.