She fucked back, grinding on his dick and doing magic with her pussy. He was sweating, his manly smell covering her perfume. “Oh shit, I’m going...to cum.” Chantal took that as her clue and turned around and dove for his dick with her mouth. “Damn girl, look at you, you are so fucking nasty. Suck it, suck my . . . oh shit . . . fuck . . . damn, I’m going to bust my creamy nut all in your mouth. Here it . . . agrhhhh.” Chantal moved back enough to get every blast on her tongue. She. My pussy got so wet and tingled like never before. There were four guys at our table when this happened. They had made some kind of "truth or dare" thing. Lisa said she felt all hot and horny when we kissed. So we decided to go with these guys to their hotel room just across the street. We were thinking about each other and not about these guys. We arrived at the room and had a few more drinks. The guys were so excited and trying to kiss us. Lisa and I started making out and feeling each. " I had about three glasses, John drank the rest."Her expression turned serious. "You don't think he has a drinking problem, do you?" No, I don't. I just think he's got a lot on his mind right now. Sometimes it's easier to face things with a little anesthetic." Keep being kind to him, Kate. He's such a great guy. Let's hope he and Steph hit it off, so he'll come back to see us more often."I nodded and tried not to wince at the thought. "I'm doing the best I can." Oh, I feel so much better.. At the time she had no one in her life. Dee and my wife became very close.Then my wife became very ill. She hung on as long as she could. I was devastated when she passed. Dee took care of everything for me. My wife was only thirty when she died. A year older than me. I took a leave of absence from work and just sat staring at the TV all day and night. I barely slept and I only ate when Dee came over and force fed me. Whenever she tried to talk to me about my life, I just broke down.