" Jim did as he wastold and sent a text, -Thanks for the yummy load Daddy!- Rodge laughedand headed back to the bar. Jim stood there and looked in the...mirror, hehad tears, drool and cum on his face, his shirt was a wet with drool aswell. He washed his hands, then his face and tried to dry his shirt asbest he could before also heading back up to the bar.He got back up to the bar, and Rodge was no where to be seen. He sat downat the bar to finish his drink, and tried to act like nothing. Nolan, straddling his body and moving up to his head to kiss him. He held my face and softly reassured me, “You know you’ve taken me there. It will be tighter, much tighter, with me in your pussy, but the principle is the same. Relax and indicate for him to let you adjust to it.”I nodded, reached behind me as I moved down his body until I had his cock poking into my pussy. I slid my pussy down over his length, then waited. I felt the bed sag behind me and I took a deep breath, lay my upper body. He’dnever imagined that women could react like this; apart of his mind had imagined that the female climaxwas really a myth. Paul was learning a lot from histeacher.When at last she returned from wherever she’d been,Marsha struggled up onto hands and knees and crouchedabove him. She glistened with sweat and her breathingwas still deep.“Sorry Paul, I rather lost it there didn’t I?”He nodded, “It was a bit scary. I thought you wereill.”“No, not ill. It’s the most wonderful feeling in. There were less than a dozen patrons in the place. I was relieved to see that I wasn’t the only female patron in the place. There was another woman, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, sitting at a table close to the stage. She was with two guys, one of them obviously her husband or boyfriend. The other, I couldn’t tell.I was let in for free, and Glade had to pay admission. I saw a quarter-round booth off at the far end, away from everyone else, and pointed towards it.“Can we sit there?” I asked. Why.