Al and Lynn walked to the bar with dozens of eyes scanning the luscious curves of the hooker looking blonde. Lynn knew every eye was upon her, and it ...ade her feel sexy and confident as she let them all take in her beauty. She loved the power she possessed over all the attention she drew. Her short skit barely covered up her damp pussy and her nipples strained at the small tube top she wore. The tube top stretched out from her firm breasts leaving a large peep hole right up past her flat tummy. I could feel his cock pulsing as it spurted all that cum in my ass. It felt really nice to feel his warm cum flooding my insides. His cock pumped several times until he was finished cumming and then started to soften and finally slipped out of my ass. Bob then laid next to me and said “Your turn” and handed me the lube. My cock was already hard so I lubed it up and then squirted some on his ass. I crawled between his legs and as my cockhead touched his asshole he said “This isn’t my first time. My knees were weak and I almost fell. Bobby steadied me. "Do you need any help walking?" "I think I can manage to make it to the bathroom by myself, thank-you very much." I stumbled toward the door. "Here, let me help you." He pulled his shorts back on and steadied me. He picked up my clothes and, after making sure the coast was clear, escorted me to the bathroom. My head was swimming from the combination of drugs, alcohol, and sex. I cleaned up as best I could and put my clothes on. Sara. ” No answer. She pressed her lips to mine, licking whatever surfaces she could. “I guess I do taste pretty good.” The kiss deepened. When she broke it, she added, “One good turn deserves another.” And she dropped her head to my crotch, engulfing my cock, her tongue swirling around the head. She came up for air and said, “You have my permission to cum, but just warn me, OK?” I nodded as she went back down. To the point where I felt the back of her throat against my helmet. My hands gravitated.