I truly believe if I had been able to see her face, her eyes would have been rolled back into her head.Slowly I pulled my cock back and then pushed it...forward again. Each time I did this Marge would moan and tell me how good my cock felt. After about five minutes her moans turned into language a sailor would use on shore leave. I increased the tempo of my thrusts and Marge was matching them and then it happened.As I was thrusting forward Marge’s pussy let go a “fart” and then another. Each time. .. I got up and was surprised when she followed me. I thought she was joking???? By now there was only about 10 people at the bar and it was late. I opened the door to the bathroom and she was right behind me. I stepped to the urinal with this giggling 19 year old right beside me as I pulled my cock out.. I laughed and looked at her as her eyes peered down at my dick.. Then, it was like she came under a cock trance and she reached out and grabbed me and held me as I peed.. Thats when I. " British?" I asked, lifting an eyebrow."Of course, of course. His uncle's in the House of Lords." My, my," I said, trying to look impressed. "Is this his career, the army?" Perhaps." She tasted a small cake. "He had several children from his first marriage, two boys in the army now. One's out in India." Think of that," I said as our legs touched, accidentally perhaps, my knee between hers."In fact, I've not had time to meet many people, he's been so busy."I slid my hand up her stockinged thigh. We snuggled together like two spoons in the kitchen drawer. While I was content to drift off to sleep, Alice had other ideas. She caressed the side of my face with her fingers and slid her hand down my chest in a southward journey.Alice gave a contented sigh and snuggled closer to me. She nuzzled her head on my chest. She ever so carefully slid her hand under the waistband of my shorts and explored the contours of my growing erection."Does this guy have a name?" Alice tenderly squeezed my penis.