You pulled away, smiling, but shook your head. "No, I don't think I can trust you," you said solemnly, and again reached for the pillow, this time pul...ing out the silk scarves."Scott," I said, half laughing, half alarmed, "You are NOT going to tie me up... !"And you smiled. "That's exactly what I'm going to do." Acknowledging my protests ("Yes, honey, I know how mad you are. This is very bad of me. Yes, it's really, really bad, I know it, but trust me, you're gonna love it.") Calmly, coolly,. “I think someone needs a blowjob." Oh God YESSSSS!” was your reply, and I waved them over.They stood abreast each other between the cars, blocking us completely now from the parking lot. They had been watching us in the bar, and had followed us outside. Never pulling my cock out of you, I turned you off the trunk of the car and suddenly two throbbing cocks were staring you in the face. I started fucking into you again as you reached out for the cocks and began stroking them. I pulled your hair. 'Moe's Tavern, but without the charm and atmosphere' was how somebody described it. We were out of there almost as fast as we could drain our glasses. We hit the Busy B Pub, just a short hop away in Watertown. This was a decent neighborhood bar and we had a beer and visited with the locals who were slightly amused to see pub-crawling MIT students.We left the Busy B for Buff's Pub a short distance away in Newton. We decided to recharge with some chicken wings, which were very tasty. If we. Her body tensed so quickly she felt the shock in her body. It shot a sensation down her spine of a combination of pleasure and anticipation for the next touch. She felt like she had been launched her hands went grasping for something to steady herself. Not finding anything they fell back to her sides. Limp they laid there waiting for Robert to touch her again. Robert loved that moment a woman gave into her basic instincts and quit fighting pleasure. They were so aroused they wanted more erotic.