The Chicago Bears were in town, having played the Niners the night before, so the wharf area was just crawling last night with Bears fans who flew out...to watch their team. The bar had about twenty of 'em, all decked out in Bears gear.As we were talking, here came a couple of Bears fans, a man and a woman, who apparently knew Daniel. They said hello, and he introduced me to them. The woman's name was Danielle, which was a long-running joke between them, the Daniel-Danielle thing. She was covered. Biting her lower lip, Fay held the shaft of Jack’s cock as it pushed past her sphincter into her. He froze, part in alarm, part in curiousity as Fay navigated his cock into her tight passage. As she bore more of her weight onto his cock, it slipped deeper into her. The sticky heat around his cock made Jack gasp loud, it was far more confining than her cunt. The lube and Fay’s blatant exhibition of fucking her own arse for Jack’s entertainment had stretched it a little for him. Jack did not. “You GO girl,” Tracy encouraged, as she clapped out a beat. Lori got more and more into it, and flung off her robe. She was now completely naked, dancing around for a complete stranger, also naked, and loving every minute of it. She began to stroke her breasts, and occasionally her hand would brush her pussy ever so lightly, and she could feel herself getting turned on by the excitement of the moment. She would dance closer to the bed where Tracy lay, then back away, then approach again,. I like a lot about Patrick. Besides the fact that he kisses like a dream, his dick is perfect and he eats pussy like a professional, he is just a nice guy. That sounds odd and it has really made me question some of my perceptions about people. Let me try to explain. I think even though I was a willing participant in a threesome with a stranger, I had a preconceived idea of what people were like that had threesomes with strangers. Does that make sense? I suppose my southern girl upbringing.