I decided to down one vodka and anything with ice and see if I could find a more acceptable hunting ground. God, was I so out of touch in the last few...years? Had it all changed so much? Or was I just older? Even the barkeep was spotty and several years younger than me. Little creep perved on my tits as I made my order, so I jiggled them and told him to make it a large one, with the emphasis on large. He got the message and filled a tumbler with vodka and dripped some blue syrup as a mixer; just. Yeah all the guys who's wifes won't sucktheir dicks frequent the place.I've been there a few times to suck a few myself she giggled,what I said to herin shock? Not straight laced Kelly,she's the demure type I never would have suspected to frequent this type of establishment.What about your boyfriend?What about him?What he doesn't know won't hurt him!Don't you get enough at homeKel?Yeah our sex is good and all but I'm the kind of girl that enjoys a littlevariety in my sex life.The book store was. I could feel her warm, moist mouth start to slide back up my cock, her tongue covering every inch of my shaft, until finally she released it from her suction with a loud slurp and pop. Emily stared up at me once again, and she had that familiar grin on her face. What was she going to do next? She straightened up a little and started to rub her breasts against my cock, and soon it had disappeared between them. My cock was coated with Emily’s saliva, allowing my cock to be well lubricated for. She lives alone with her cats. I quite like her really. I’m getting sidetracked again. Did I tell you that I prefer to use my middle finger? Anyway, there it rests, feeling the pulse through my skin. Now I increase the pressure slightly. Then release it to its former touch. This I repeat again and again until the sensation builds up deep inside me. Just pressing, and releasing, pressing, and releasing. Now I am ready to begin the finale. Gentle, short strokes, back and forth, back and forth. My.