I know what that means and I roll off of the couch and onto the floor. My cock is rock hard and leaking precum like crazy from all of the anal stimula...ion. My wife says for me to let her help as she grabs my legs and helps me get them over my head. My cock is pointing right at my face as I stoke it for the ladies. My wife is asked can he suck his own dick? She tells them no but let's see how close he can get as she pushes on my legs and helps me get it closer. There is no way I'm going to be. So now instead of me getting fucked every night by a large amount of random guys, it was now Artie, who I had heard was the new prison bitch. And everybody was taking a turn, every day. Remember how Artie threatened to take me down to the prison for a conjugal visit with the inmates? Well now that’s his job whenever an inmate’s visitor doesn’t show. This really was the sweetest of justices. Artie finally got what was cumming to him, and he was getting it every night. As for me, well, outside of. There were tables for customers to sit and drink, a large area for dancing, the far area reserved for pool and a few electronic games. Despite the time of day, approaching twilight, the bar was still largely empty. Which wasn't unusual for a Wednesday.Looking across the floor I spotted a large sign across the wall saying, "O'Brien's Late Night Eats."Of course, that's where the expansion had been. He had taken over the adjoining shops and turned it into the late night restaurant night owl. . Caesar... she needed her darling Caesar to bring her ecstatic joy... !"Now, Baby, now!" Lydia sharply commanded, suddenly realizing that the whole scene was taking a wrong twist! "Remember Lydia, sweet lover... ? You promised to kiss her pussy... promised!" L-Lydia... ?" Jean repeated, staring and loving the sight of the beautiful girl enticingly presented before her... yet, yet... ? "Y-Yes Lydia, you're so lovely... but I have to go now... have to go... !"The auburn-haired girl felt her.