We both congratulated Marsha on her two goals, including the game winner. She actually seemed touched by it and gave us a shy smile that I’m sure wo...ld break some hearts in the future. After we had our second drink I could tell things had gotten a little looser in the room. I had gotten my bulge back my looking at Marsha’s body decked out in red skivvies and Kelly’s push up bra. I also had had more Coke than vodka because I wasn’t getting any whisky dick tonight, that was for sure. I figured. Lainie mashed her face into my hairy fat gut and gulped me as far into her throat as science would allow. Lainie can suck cock. She kept me in her mouth after I had finished, massaging me with her hand and rolling my deflated member around with her tongue. “I hope you can get it up again,” She said, pulling her face away from me and looking at my face. “Give me a breather,” I said. “I’m almost sixty, you know.”“It’s all right, Honey Bear,” She cooed. “We’ve got all night.” I looked at my watch. Nevertheless it was probably my greatest experience to date and when I felt her body stiffen and then begin to shake noticeably, I knew what had happened. In some ways I was proud of myself. Shortly afterwards, she pulled my hand out, smoothed her skirt down and got up from the seat. “That was great,” she giggled. “Did you enjoy it too?” I wasn’t sure how to answer her. Obviously it was a dream come true in some ways but I was left feeling empty somehow. Like her entire attitude was. Main to poora pagal hone laga aur bola: To subah ka hissa abhi marne dogi.Shobha mere honto ko mere honto paas layi. Fir mujhe tarsaati hui apna sar wapas peeche leli aur boli: Diya na maoka, jao jakar ache se maro. Kona kona maro, mmmm aur mujhe shikayat ka maoka mat dena.Main: Jao? Kaha?Shobha mere seene ko apni hath se dhakka dekar mujhe peeche hatati hui zor se hassi aur boli: Living mein, jhaadu maarne ki baat kar rahi hoon mein. Jao jakar apna kaam karo warna meri choro Bhawna bhi nahi.