One Friday night, Mike Madden and I were at the bar and the wives were circulating from table to table and dancing with whoever they could talk into g...tting on the floor for a grope set to music. Around midnight Mike and I tried to find our wives to go home and discovered they were not in the club. The O’ Club had an open design with only a few separate rooms off the main bar and dance floor. With most of the patrons gone it was easy to see MaryAnn and Diana were not in the club. We went out to. "I could probably help you there." She smiled at him and rubbed her hand over her breasts. "Are you sure you don't want something more?"He shook his head. "Maybe next time."Devlin wrapped her hand around the guy's hardness and led him into the living room. She sat on the couch, licked her lips, and then licked the head of his cock. She could feel him quiver as she fit her lips around him and sucked. She played with his balls; she didn't enjoy blow-jobs all that much, but she loved playing with. This is the best ass I've had in a long time." Cathy turned her head and looked him in the face. "Kiss me an shut the fuck up. Just keep fucking me like you are now, or I'll castrate ya." The words were a shock, but he fell to it, and fucked her even harder. He pulled back and pushed like he was trying to punch holes in concrete. It popped every time his stomach hit her ass. Her ass was red, but not from the spanks he gave her. His stomach was hitting her harder than his hand ever had. Her head. " Screw you Bob, I don't feel like doing it." C'mon Johnny, why not? It'll be fun." I don't even like the show." You don't even watch it, so how do you even know?" I don't watch it because I don't like it." Whatever. Why do you have to be a wet blanket all the time?" The fact that I don't want to get dressed up in some dopey costume doesn't make me a wet blanket." You're right," said Bob, rubbing his chin with his hand and furrowing his brow, "it makes you a fuddy-duddy." Shut up, loser." Stick.