The place was crowded and there was some New Orleans Jazz playing. The women were scantily dressed. Joan was wearing a glittery T-shirt with the sleev...s cut off leaving a gaping hole at her underarms and a very short billowy skirt. As usual, in her hunting mode, she wore no underwear. We got drinks and chatted with the other guests. Joan flirted with several men. The band switched to dance music. Joan and I got up for a slow dance. We held each other tightly and I could feel her excitement. ? ?I thought you'd say that.? ?So you will agree to it?? ?Of course. I don't want Mr Dawson coming back here again, not aftertonight. Ow,? Tania cried out. Dawsonwas near to his own climax and his pumpingactions had taken on a new force. Now, his body was bashing into Tania'sbright red, swollen buttocks. Suddenly it was happening. His cock twitched,jerked with the first signs of his explosion and then, a moment later, hespurted his seed deep into Tania's arse. As he spurted, he plunged his. She simply continued licking my cock head.A few minutes later there were 3 guys watching. All had their cocks out as they watched. At this point my girlfriend deigned to look and acknowledge there presence. Looking to test the boundaries once more I told her that I was going to lower the window to let the guys touch her. Half expecting a protest I lowered the window whilst her mouth was full of my cock. The moment the electric window opened one of the guys stepped forward and instantly leaned. Regina was also pushing fifty and felt she had missed out on all the prime attractions of her youth and had lost the close contacts with her family that at one time seemed so important to her. Her parents had passed and all of her nieces and nephews were more interested in silly things like "texting" and "hooking up" and other such sinful-sounding activities. The sisters in the classroom section had informed her that most of the young people today were totally turned off by anything doing with.