Blushing, Charlene looks down, nods 'Yes' with a big smile, giggling, squirming in Susan's tit pressing hug.Susan put on a serious face, "The next thi...g is, I've got to tell you something no one else knows. Can you keep a secret?" What? Is it bad? No diseases, right?" asked Charlene with a worried look."No nothing like that, it's just ... well there is no easy way to tell it." Susan slumps, lets out a deep sigh before continuing. Charlene gasped in anticipation."Dave has a little pussy.". ”“Did you cum?” he asked her.She shook her head. “No. That one was solely for your pleasure,” she answered. “I’m going to cum in a moment. Rick is going to go down on me and clean up all your cum and make me cum at the same time.”I was taken aback by her words.“Aren’t you darling?” she said. “You’re going to clean up all Paulo’s cum aren’t you?”I nodded as she dismounted him and moved to my lounger. I had dreamed of doing this during my cuckold fantasies; dreamed of getting down between her. Pops clamored to his feet and quick-paced down the center aisle with me a step or two behind. Every guy we passed seemed to have his dick exposed, regardless of whether the pants were actually down. I’m thinking crazy thoughts, ‘What if some guy took offense to seeing exposed peckers…What if this place got raided...What if some guy got his penis stuck in his zipper? We sortied through the exit and climbed a dimly lit staircase. At the top, my nostrils were bombarded by the strong smell of. "Here." She handed him another glass of wine."Thanks." He said now giddy with pleasure. "Can I ask you a question?" Yes." She laughed. "What?" Can I smoke?"She nodded. "Why I do?"Tom laughed lightly. "I meant pot silly." Oh!" Lynn giggled. "Yes I used to like the odd bifty my self when I was at collage."Tom looked around asking. "Where's my bag Lynn?" Then he saw it on the floor next to the chair crying. "Ahhh!" Next Morning Tom woke up at home feeling delightedly nervous about the previous.