I hear it’s great.The girls and I would find a table. One of the girls would get the first round of drinks. I don’t drink so often, but I probably...would have a little one. We’d chit-chat for a while, make jokes, poke fun at some of the guys there. At some point, I imagine, a guy would come to our table and ask us to dance with them. He’d be your usually pub guy; blue jeans, short sleeved t-shirt, slightly hairy arms, thick musk. He’d talk to all of us, including me. I’d be shy at first, but. I was startled awake the next morning by a tap-tap-tap on the doorframe of our room. Donna was standing there, dressed in jeans and a cute blouse, with her jacket over her shoulder."I've got to leave; the bus is almost here. I made a pot of coffee and my homework is done. I'll see you this afternoon." I heard her run down the stairs to the front door.I shook my head and nudged Connie. "Time to get up, sweets. Donna is on her way to school."She grunted and rolled over. I swatted her on the butt. I told her that I wasn’t sure how to describe the butt rub. She asked me if I would show how to do it on her. I liked the idea and told her so. She removed her skirt and then her panties. She had grey pubic hair and droopy butt cheeks but didn’t seem self-conscious. She assured me that we were here for each other and asked me to comb my fingers through her pubes. I did so. We both smiled. Mrs S. then squirted some lotion onto my left hand, raised her right leg to the edge of a chair and. As I was licking her, I stuck my tongue between her labia and she let out a roar and her pussy started to twitch, pumping her juices, and the semen out, for me to drink, and taste. Her startled husband jumped up again and shot what seemed like three loads in one, covering her pubes, twitching belly and my nose and mouth. As if the planets aligned, the lady started oooing and crying, my cock could have scratched steel at that point, so with a mouthful of semen and she cum, I knelt and stuck my.