My legs started to burn. "Feel the burn, feel the burn, feel the burn" I said to myself as I pumped away. It occurred to me that I hadn't stopped to s...retch yet. I should do that, yes, of course. That's not an excuse to give myself a break or anything. No, I really should stretch. I didn't want to hurt tomorrow. Yes. This signpost right here looked like a good thing to hold onto while stretching, and there was a good view of the nice open flat spot ahead, flowering bushes on both sides, the. And, in fact, if he, the mayor, discovered that anyone from Harrison’s precinct had even given one of those people a fucking parking ticket, Harrison would be back walking a beat!This did not play well with Harrison. Not at all, but he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut and agree with the mayor, and even going so far as to apologize. The Mayor wasn’t an idiot though, or at least not too much of an idiot, and waved him off, telling him he didn’t want to hear so much as a peep out of. "Immediately I took both of their dark fuck tools in my hand and began to swallow the one on my right. My head bobbed back and forth on it wildly trying to take more and more of the monstrously fat cock in my mouth each time. I firmly held unto the other black dick in my hand and slowly stroked the entire length of it's shaft as I furiously sucked the one in my mouth. Then I switched and sucked the one I had been stroking while giving a hand job to the cock that was dripping with my saliva.. Plus, I suck at shuffleboard. I guess I'll just have to refuse to get that old."It's only early in the evening, and the bar is largely empty. I my experience, hotel bars generally see more business in the week than they do on the weekend. The bartender doesn't have much to do except top off our drinks and wipe his counter with a rag. I can tell that he's listening to our conversation with one ear, even though he feigns disinterest.Before long, we're on our third and fourth drinks of the.