She dropped to her knees on the hard tile floor and took his prick in her fingers. She tugged it completely free of his trousers so that his hairy bal...s also dropped outside.She felt his prick growing hard in her fingers. She wrapped her fingers tightly around his stem and began jerking him off. In a moment she had him completely hard.She lowered her lips to the reddened stem and she felt him shudder."Jesus," he said softly. "Suck me, baby. Suck my big prick!"The best thing to do was to get it. Anthea was still trying to get them to move on. In her alcoholic haze Trish was more than willing to follow Mary and see what happened! But then Mary came out, her downcast expression telling a sad story…it seemed that the place was closing for a few minutes while the ‘staff’ was getting changed ! Anthea gave a sigh of relief and soon had the crowd of them reluctantly continuing on their way. At the next bar Trish was doing her best to stick to fruit juices but a few of the others were still. I turned my head and we kissed, softly, but I could feel her excitement beneath. Her skin felt hot through the flimsy party dress and her voice was barely a whisper as her tongue brushed across my lips."Thank you for the beautiful evening. If you were atoning for this afternoon, you succeeded..."I pulled back to look into her face and shook my head, smiling. She was at it again."Atoning? Atoning for what? I thought I was wonderful..." ... at first. But then all those chores. Washing the car,. . I mean...” she says, stumbling over her words.“I’m just fucking with you, Debbie,” he says. “I come here when I got something on my mind or when I plan on picking up a woman to take back to my place.”“So which is it tonight?”“What?”She grins. “Clearly you got something on your mind, but is that all?”He shakes his head. “Well, I wasn’t planning on picking anyone up.”“But now that you’ve seen me, what do you think?”He shrugs. Yes, he definitely admires her tenacity. “The night is young. Have.