Wile I was talking to Holly, Sam had unzipped my pants and was now in direct contact with my dick. She just kept talking and even got out a smoke with...her free hand, all the wile she was working on getting my cock out of my pants right there under the bar. She whispered in my ear to just relax and go with it, and as long as I was cool about it know one would ever know. By the time Holly came back with the drinks, Sam was jerking me off at a good pace, and whispering for me to make sure to tell. How large would it be? I had a million questions, but I didn’t want to look dumb, which I actually kind of was.“Do you have an opinion?” he asked again. I shook my head.“I don’t know enough about the process, Wynston.” I said. “Whatever you decide will be good enough for me.”That seemed to please him. I felt a small emotion named “Happiness Pink” seep through my implant and into my mind. I knew it was from him.“I have determined that this process will be allowed. I will formulate a positive. Now she understood that his tool is also out of his undergarment, but a slight cover of dothi is there, she slowly moved that also and my girlfriends hand is touching hard tool of rural stranger worker. Her blood is boiling and really wants to feel that hard tool in her mouth. She started stroking his hard penis in a minute she felt a shivering on his tool, he is about to come, she placed her hand on the head of penis, in seconds he offloaded a handful of thick offwhite sticky cum.She really. "Gently," I urged as the discomfort of her actions distracted from the pleasure.She smiled and kissed along the shaft, then returned to the head; laving it with her tongue before taking me back into her mouth. I groaned as her lips encircled my shaft, her nose nuzzling amongst my pubes."Did I hurt you?" she asked as she quickly retreated."No, that felt wonderful."She beamed and swallowed me again, the tight confinement providing incredible sensations. I took hold of her head, guiding her slowly.