Susan sat down next to Paul while he argued with Kevin. She didn't just look like Marilyn Monroe, she moved like her and like her she flirted with eve...yone. It didn't matter how dorky you were, when you were talking to Susan, you thought you had a chance. It was disconcerting."Hi Paul. Hi Joni. Who's your friend?" Kevin. Kevin this is Susan." Joni, I love your necklace." It wasn't what she said; it was how she said it. She didn't just flirt with boys, she flirted with girls too.The conversation. " I pulled my cock out of her face and said: "It's too bad your so tired. Ronnie wanted to show you his dick, but if you are too tired....."I had not even finished my sentence when my wife replied over the top of me, "I want to see Ronnie's dick, where is he?" I knew my wife would not pass on an opportunity to see a new cock. I told her: "He is at the end of the bed, enjoying the sight of her ass and hoping he gets a glimpse of your pussy." As I spoke, I reached down and pulled the elastic of. We drove to Wendy's and all went in, ordered and then sat down in the corner keeping an eye out for problems as we ate. We talked about this and that, finished and started across the darkened parking lot.As we approached the limo, two would be muggers jumped in front of us about eight feet away. Both of them close to six feet tall and on the heavy side although not much of it appeared to be fat. These two were just big boys, they just didn't know it was going to be a bad night, for them.The. "Lift your hips," Carrie commanded. Joan couldn't resist and felt her pants and panties being pulled down and off. Her shirt and bra were also removed. She was now fully exposed in a public bar to anyone who might look and and didn't care. Carrie put a finger against her clit and started rubbing it in small circles. Joan was fast coming to an orgasm when Carrie abruptly stopped. "I should let your friend do this," she said. For the first time, Joan realized that Mary Ann was also completely.