As he is sipping his beer, a skinny guy walks in with tape around his glasses, a pocket protector with twelve kinds of pens and pencils, and a belt at...least a foot too long. The bartender, without saying a word, pulls out a shotgun and blows the guy away. The truck driver asks him why he did that. The bartender said not to worry, the nerds are overpopulating the Silicon Valley, and are in season now. You don’t even need a license, he said. So the truck driver finishes his beer, gets back in his. I watched her as she watched me play with my dick. Finally she took her hand and placed it over the top of my hand and she worked with me as we both jerked me off. Her head was still facing my cock.After a few minutes I removed my hand and Jenny used hers to slide it all the way down to the bottom of my cock shaft and then up covering the swollen head. I told her: “Push down on my shaft at the base and see how big, thick and hard my cock gets when you do that Jenny”.She did what I told her and. To be honest, how could he not want to be with her? At age forty-eight, Jennifer is the very definition of the hot cougar. She works out for hours each day to keep her body tight and sexy. Her new found wardrobe is designed to show off her C-cup sized tits and firm bubble ass, all in a five foot, two inch frame. As they approached each other in the third isle, Jennifer decided to test her theory by pretending to reach for an item on the top shelf. This required her to reach way up high on her. The DJ played it up and the women ate it up. They all yelled and screamed as the well built dancer and I pretended to double team my wife.Finally he backed away from my wife and took a hand full of singles from her hand. He leaned in and kissed my wife on the cheek as she whispered something in his ear. He smiled and nodded as he moved in front of me.I didn't know anyone there except my wife so I decided to be a good sport. I pulled a $5 out of my pocket and the crowd went crazy.The dancer.