Lydia could not resist reaching out and squeezing the bulge in my jeans, and her knowing that my cock was encased in satin thong made her hotter that ...ormal. I even unzipped at her request so she could rub the satiny bulge as it pushed its way through the zipper.We were in a booth in the back of the restaurant, and the long tablecloth hid our actions. On Tuesday we stopped by her friend Queenie's shop; she was glad to see us. While I admired all the sexy clothing, Lydia questioned her about. . What I said," Maybe Gabby'll want to sue for slander... now, just leave my bar, Fella!... I don't like your kind of business!" the bartender said. He was exasperated. Trouble like this was bad for business... and he could care less how many guys Dottie laid. It was none of his business... up to the time it began to affect the patronage of his bar. Then, he didn't want any more to do with it. The stupid ass could take his problems some other place!The salesman slapped a bill on the bar and. .son..bite it.. it has been waiting for you for long..yes, yes..ooooohhhhhhh.. aaaaahhhhh.”My mother-in-law was begging me to suck her nipples more and more and bite them. “Son..you suck so well.. my daughter is so lucky to get fucked by you… Son.. aaahhhhh ooooohhhhhh.. aaaaaahhh..ooooohhhhhh.”“Son suck me hard. I feel like I am cumming, this is a great feeling, aaahhhhh, yessss..oooohhhhhh, yes son, suck me more,” and with that, she hugged me very tightly. She has her first orgasm and hugged. "Then he tossed my car keys out the window and pulled away, leaving me naked and covered in cum. I had no clothes. My new dress was still locked in Jerome's trunk, and my old clothes had been forgetfully left at the mall. To add to my predicament, I was nowhere near my car. As I leaned over to grab my keys, I thought about my situation. There wasn't much else for me to do other than make my way to my car and drive home. Standing up, I told myself that a true slut would be expected to do much.