One of these was a portly gentleman with a handlebar mustache who ended up staggering back into a pretentious oil monstrosity that looked like somethi...g Monet might have vomited up after an acute absinthe bender. I made grabs at the other glasses, trying to keep at least of few them from joining their unfortunate vanguard. It worked to some extent, but the situation still became pretty unpleasant. Handlebar and the waiter ended up yelling expletives at each other and the floor was a mess,. Mere susu karne k baad jab main jhuki hu thi usne mera face pakad liya aur mujhe kheech kr meri jeebchatne laga woh ek dum jaanwaro kii terha tha shayad usne kabhi kisi ladki k sath maze nahi kiye honge.Uske muh se badboo aa rahi thi tab mere dimag m ek dusra plan aaya.Woh itna acha nahi tha pr mere paas koi aur rasta bhi nahi tha.Uske mujhe choomte choomte maine bhi apne jeeb badhali. Raghu kii shakal par jaise ek nayi khushi aagyi thi.Usne jyada josh m aakr meri shirt faad dii aur mere boobs. It wasn't that she was a religious type or a frigid woman who avoided sex at all costs. In fact, in her younger days, Doris was a bit of a slut looking for "Mister Goodbar" in romantic places. She had experienced almost every position and kinky sex act known to science and knew some tricks that she could have patented if she knew the process.Her spouse of some forty years had recently passed peacefully in the middle of the night reading a terribly boring book written by some Russian poet. She. I told her to squeeze as she moved her fingers up and down my shaft. Her small fingers kept tracing up and down my huge cock. In practically no time I was rock hard and standing tall. Cheryl was rubbing my cock pretty good when my balls started to jump and twitch. I put my hand on her shoulder and pushed her completely out of the bathroom. After closing and locking the door I went back to my aching cock.I was ready to explode and didn't want Cheryl to be frightened when my cum came blasting out.