I thought, "What in the flying fiddely-fuck did Horace put in my goddam drink?"Horace was the bartender.I got down from the bar stool and stooped to s...e if Frank was alright. He started groaning, and tried to raise himself up onto one elbow. He finally managed to crawl up a nearby bar stool like he was trying to climb Mount Everest itself, but eventually he made it and sat wobbling on the stool trying to steady himself with one hand on the bar. He was rubbing his forehead with his other. H e laughed said it all would become clear in time,starwberries i loved and g****s of course.We didnt talk much only looked into eachothers eyes.I broke the ice (so to speak)and asked for a cold drink ......he pointed me in the direction of the fridge "help yours self babe".The coldness hit my partcially dressed body....bending slightly i found only a bottle of white wine,lovely thats what would do the trick,as i started to close the door i felt an arm grasp my wrist,i was startled at first but. How the fuck a woman could ever get even half of that in her I could not comprehend. But would soon see for myself it could and would be done.I felt kind of insignificant with my 7 ½" dick, fully hard! But it didn't seem to bother the ladies so it didn't bother me, It had served it's purpose well for me during all these years. Sarah didn't wait a second before she got on her knees and tool Lionel's cock in her mouth. She had both hands wrapped around it as she fed it to her hungry mouth. I. “Sure.” I replied. She was in the corner of the back seat and I leaned towards her to kiss her and she put her hand on the back of my neck and pulled me to her. Our lips met and she immediately opened her mouth and we Frenched. She was really into the kiss and it didn’t take me long to respond. Our tongues touched and started intertwining together. She would stick her tongue into my mouth, play with my tongue then slowly pull her tongue back letting me follow it into her mouth. Once there she.