Like I said, the usual weekend night, plus costumes.Well into the night, I leaned back into the bar to get another drink. To mysurprise, the bartender...already had set one in front of me, a shot of goodtequila. "From the gentleman," the bartender explained, nodding at a guy atthe other end of the bar. He was a bigger guy, maybe 6'1", kinda buff, alittle tougher looking than the crowd I was with. He was dressed as apilot, and looked the part with a short haircut. I smiled at him, gave hima. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the men's room.Before she could object, he said, "I've already checked and nobody's in here. They're all in the movie theaters."Kandy didn't care at that point and followed him into the back stall. He closed and locked the door behind him and before she could say anything, he dropped to his knees and pulled her panties off. He buried his face in her cunt and started to eat her. It only took a few seconds for her to cum, because she was so close in the. - Let me to the door, bastards! – She flared up.Having heard an offensive word Max caught her by the throat:- What did you call us, bitch?The woman stared at him frightened and dropped the bags out of her hands which I picked up by some instinct. Her legs became weak and Max pressed her slightly to the wall of the bus.- She’s a hottie! – Matthew whispered to me goggling at her hips and breast.- Guys, please, let me go, I have to… - She asked recovering her breath.- Why don’t we go together? I. As her guests came and I welcomed them in and got them drinks, Bethwhispered to me about my outfit. "A jumper Beth? Really? Wouldn't acocktail dress have been a little more appropriate?" I just smiled,knowing that I was dressing how I wanted to and irking her just forspite. (The thought went through my head, 'this is how girls get back ateach other').Her guests all loved my eggplant parmesan with cooked baby carrots andciabatta bread, lapping it up and enjoying their home cooked meal. Ofcourse.