She had a subtle hint of lipstick, quite heavy pink eye shadow and a pair of pearl earrings. She was dressed in a gray skirt and a red shirt with a bl...ck cardigan over. We said hi and hugged each other before we started to walk around in the city, talking and laughing, enjoying the company.I kept looking at her trying to see if I could get a glimpse of her bra or some panty line under her skirt."What are you looking at?" she asked me."Im trying to see if I can see your bra or your panty line.. I was just setting there with my mouth hanging open. He then asked my wife if he could watch me eat her pussy. She said sure. She stood up and pulled her suit bottom down. She walked over to where I was setting, she turned her back to me then bent over and put her hands on the concrete . She said eat my freshly fucked cunt to cuckold. I took her hips in my hands and buried my face into her wet hole. Well I'll be damned I heard Tommy say. My wife told him that she has had me eat over a hundred. 'Oak Hill Tavern', was located inside what had once been a downtown drugstore. The owner of the tavern hadn't even bothered to change the old lunch counter. So the seats were padded round top stools, facing a low marble topped counter. The classy ice cream parlor tables and chairs were gone. They had been replaced by modern non matching booths and metal topped tables. The place was a mess, but it was a popular hangout for the locals. They didn't seem to be anything more than working stiffs out. He dug in without a second of hesitation, licking and sucking. “Hurry up and finish him, so you can give me more of that wonderful cock.”“What, getting jealous of Sammy? It was your idea. I was content just fucking you in secret.” Will pistoned in and out of Sam, scraping his g-spot with his broad, ridged head.“As eager as he is”—Heather quivered atop Sam as his tongue explored her depths—“and as skilled with getting myself off with my fingers as I am, there’s just no comparing to the real.