There were quite a few people in the bar tonight. Friday nights at Shakey's Dive appeared to be a happening place. It looked like many of the people...in the bar were couples. Some were on dates, others were with friends and other couples. Nobody had looked in direction since he walked through the door. He was feeling a bit overwhelmed and alone. Chris drank his beer and ordered another glass. While he waited for the bartender he stared down at his coaster. He started to think about his. She wiggled, writhed, panted, and called out to God. Exactly all the things I wanted to hear.I wasn't sure how far she wanted to go, so I was surprised when I felt her hands move from my back around to my front. She pushed slightly on my stomach so I had to sit up, pulling my mouth away from her body. I thought she wanted to stop, so I was prepared to climb fully off from being on top of her, but when I looked down, I saw she had slid her hands to her own waistband and was unbuttoning her. . Adam spread his legs wide to open her up for him. He liked the way her pussy wept, soaking his fingers. He let the fleshy pad of his finger curl into that spongy spot he thought to be her g-spot. The reaction she had let him know that he was correct. He pumped, driving his fingers as deep as they would go and also dragging them across that spot. Cara moaned deeply, letting her head fall to his shoulder. She felt weak. Adam’s eyes held hers as he spread his legs even wider, bringing her closer. This was the kind of order that was music to her ears! It took her five more rounds to finish it, but, as the sun was setting, Augusta finally fell and she did not get up for many long minutes.Francine raised her arms in triumph and went as if to stand on her defeated opponent. But she just put one foot briefly on Augusta's stomach and left it at that. This had been a valiant fighter and she must not be humiliated. She bent down to make sure Augusta was still alive and was mightily relieved to.