I whispered in her ear “Why don’t you let me do that, and you can use your hand on my cock”. She leaned into me and kissed me, slipping her tong...e into my mouth “They’re fucking sexy aren’t they?” she whispered to me before returning her gaze to the sex show in front of us.I slid my hand over her thigh to find her pussy already wet with her juices. As her hand wrapped around my cock I caressed her pussy lips, teasing her clit. Just as I slid my finger along the length of her slit, Alicia lifted. I fumble hesitantly with the fasten on my jeans, trying to stretch time. I eventually unzip them, sliding them down and stepping out. Looking to you to see if I really must keep going, you just nod.Finally, completely unclothed, I am intensely aware of my vulnerability. You let me stand there a minute or two to soak in that feeling, watching me tremble with emotion.As you walk to the door, I expect you were giving me a reminder of your control but will now close the door and have your way with. So I saunter in, pay my 20 dollar cover (30 or 40 for men), and make my way over to the non-alcoholic bar (no booze is served) and start chatting with the beautiful bartender. She introduces me to a very nice man and we start chatting. I think he will be my first conquest, but then another man comes up behind me and starts playing with my ass and kept telling me how great my legs looked in fishnets. I could have taken this as rude because I was having a pleasant conversation with somebody else,. It slowed down and pulled over about a hundred feet in front of my car.Climbing out of the red cab was a woman, the likes of which I had never seen in real life. She was huge! She stood six foot two, that was over a foot taller than me, with broad shoulders. She had long wavy red hair, freckles, and a button nose. She was wearing a ball cap that advertised some truck-part company I didn’t recognize, a plaid flannel shirt with the sleeves torn off, faded blue jeans, and cowboy boots.I, by.