I moaned as he then fingered my ass. I loved what he was doing. Soon, he had a finger in my ass as well. All the time he was continuing his dialogue i... French. I let him devour me with his mouth until I had my first orgasm.He stood on the bed and dropped his suit. Out flopped his beautiful seven inch, thick, uncut cock. He moved my head toward it and said, “So you like sucking uncut cocks, huh?”I greedily began sucking it. He used his hands to guide my head back and forth, as he moaned. Jamming. "Well, I'll pop over after dinner and see her," Tommy said."Maybe it would be better if you went over tomorrow, son. She could probably use a night of peace and quiet," Barbara said, putting her hand over his.Now Tommy was really concerned. His mom wasn't acting right. "Mom be honest with me–is Aunt Connie all right?" he said."Yes son, your Aunt Connie is fine. Really. She is just tired from working and needs a quiet night so she can rest. You can see her tomorrow," she said.Tommy wasn't. I turned my head casually to look back, seeing a group of three men sitting close to me in a filthy table.They all smiled as I glanced at them and tilted their drinks up toasting me. I quickly faced the band again.With each song, my body danced in time to the music, rocking back and forth in the chair. Many men had come forward, asking for a dance, but I had declined all offers, choosing to just watch and stay sitting there.The barmaid came to my table and placed a fresh margarita down. Nodding. She shivered and shuddered and writhed through her orgasm. I tongued her pussy, jamming into her depths. I savored her spasming flesh around my tongue, my dick throbbing in such envy. Her spicy musk filled my every inhalation. I savored her aroma, her taste, her. I loved her.“Big brother,” she groaned, her fingers relaxing in my hair. “Oh, you’re so wonderful. Love you.”“Love you, too,” I groaned.She leaned down, pushing back on my shoulders with her hands so she could kiss me. My finger popped.