There were about seven or eight women playing pool and three sitting at the bar nursing drinks and talking to the bartender while a jukebox was in the...corner while some light pop music was playing in the back ground. Even before she sat down a strong looking woman came over and offered to buy her a drink. Robin said sure as she sat down and introduced herself, and the woman extended her hand and said her name was Jo–short for Joanne. She looked to be about thirty three to thirty five years old. I pulled her bra straps aside with my teeth, and immersed my face between her boobs. She started breathing heavily and she pushed my face deeper inside. I continued licking her between the boobs. And moved my hands inside her panty which was wet by now.I encircled with my tongue around her nipples, and sucked her boobs for next 10 minutes, and she continued grinding my penis. She was aware of the tension underneath her butts. And she whispered that she wanted to give me a blow job. I readily. He stood maybe 20 feet away from her trying not to be too conspicuous. She was wearing a gauzy, wrap skirt, and he saw it fall away off her legs, and he saw she was not wearing panties. He saw her reach under her bag and between her legs. That made him very hard. And he watched as she masturbated. He watched her cum.He must be out of his mind, but he had to take the risk to see if she would talk with him, if maybe she remembered him like he remembered her. Of course, he had much more. I wasn't versed in the etiquette of glory holes at first - the fingers coming through the hole as a sign to stick your cock through, or the expectation to knock on the wall before you cum. But I learned quickly. I never had the urge to be on my knees as a cocksucker, but after being sucked off the first time by an anonymous individual on the other side of that wall I realized I was hooked.More like addicted.To give you a little more information in the context of my activities, I'm very well.