“Oh please, deeper. Add another finger.”I glanced down at my cock, and saw it twitching with my pulse, a string of pre-cum falling to the shower ...loor. The feel of her hot, tight ass gripping my fingers was almost enough to push me over the edge.She leaned front further and handed me the bottle of hair conditioner. “You might need this,” she said. “Spread some on your cock to make it slippery.” Then she bent forward and braced her hands on the tub faucet. “Fuck my ass,” she said. . ..the place was packed. She wasn't used to such busy modern bars, and her idea of getting a table might take a while too. She was standing, waiting, inching her way forward, people were vying for space, she didn't seem to be making much headway..She thought it would take the best part of an hour to get served, she went from getting a bottle of wine to a glass. A tall man wiggled in front of her, and she was completely boxed in, taking away from her the choice of direction of movement. It just. “I certainly won’t be needing it!” I grinned. “OK, let’s get this show on the road!”Everyone walked outside, and after checking to make sure all the kids were properly strapped in, we got into our vehicles, and headed for O’Hare. Because the first leg of my flight was domestic, we parked in the short-term parking near the American Airlines terminal, and I was escorted by a gaggle of kids and adults to the check-in counter. I picked up Birgit, who was looking very sad, and we stood in line for. She paused for a second, looking up at the multi-story apartment complex; then she crossed the sidewalk and entered the lobby. She paused, taking time to light a cigarette before pressing the button for the elevator.Janice and Jenny made it together seconds after Don's deeply imbedded cock had spewed forth its sticky, creamy deluge of come into the recesses of Jenny's bowels. The three of them lay exhausted on the carpet for a few moments, catching their breath; then Don got to his feet and.