Now, I know that by reading this so far, you probably think I'm a clueless idiot. And you'd be right. It wasn't until just now in the conversation tha... I realized my opportunity."C'mon. You can stay with me. I have a spare room," I said as casually as I could muster. I live alone. I have for a long time, now.She blinked in surprise, then stared at me, and I could sense her radar finally come up. There she was at four foot eight and a hundred pounds, and there I was a six four and two fifty. We. Everyone looks at Marcy’s smooth pussy. “Nice, Nice.” Ron purrs. He looks at Lisa on her knees still. “Stand up Lisa and face Marcy. Then bend over at the waist and make Marcy cum with your mouth like you did Wendy.”Again everyone breaths in at once. They all watch. Lisa stands and obeys. She bends over at the waist and lowers her head between Marcy’s spread legs. Lisa’s skirt rides up just enough so everyone sitting can see up her skirt and to her white satin panties. Tim looks on thrilled at. He did not return the amount, and she only found that out later, when she was counting her till. A number of customers grew impatient after having to wait, and made all manner of rude comments about her inability to do her job, and their need to hire more help. She merely nodded and poured their coffee, or counted out their change, and moved on to the next table, where she heard it all over again. At one table there had been a family, a man and a woman, and two children, one aged 8, the other. Well, I started rubbin’ on my pecker while I was a squeezin’ on it, and that felt even better than just squeezin’ on it did, so next thing I knew, I was rubbin’ and squeezin’, and squeezin’ and rubbin’, and it just felt better’n, better’n better, and before long, it felt so good I took to breathin’ real hard, too. Well, I was a-layin’ there on Uncle Abe’s bed, squeezin’ on my pecker, and rubbin’ on my pecker, and huffin’ and puffin’ while I was squeezin’ and a- rubbin, and I reckon I was.