Should you be sitting here with me, drinking beer? Aren’t you working?” I already knew, by observation, that his work made allowances for flirting...and fucking, but it was the first thing I thought of to prolong the conversation.“I served my last beer for the afternoon—to you. I am free now to do what I like. You knew what kind of beerhall this was when you came in?”“It was recommended to me, but, yes, I saw what kind of place it was when I came in.”“And you stayed?”“Yes, I stayed.”“You watched. “But I want to, Paul. I was getting into it when you stopped me. Let me get you off and repay the favor. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I really want to do this.”Paul was smiling. “OK, but you need to know that if you start sucking me again I am going to cum in your mouth and I expect you to swallow all of it. If you think you can do that go ahead.”I was dizzy from the excitement. I don't think I had ever been so sexually aroused. I didn't know what had come over me, but I really wanted. Back at Jess’ rear, Emma wrapped the harness straps behind her back and buckled them. The cold metal of the buckle surprised her and her jerk caused the dildo to flop around in front of her. The sight of that amused her. She flicked it with a finger and watched it bob around some more. Did guys do that themselves? She had no idea.Putting her hands on her hips, Emma surveyed the landscape that was Jess’ naked ass and pussy. She considered removing the plug and fucking her in the ass, but decided. “C’mon, let’s just get you drunk and on someone else’s couch” Chris said. “Hopefully laying next to you, sexy” I said. “You always have a sexual remark ready to come out, don’t you?” Chris joked. I said “You look nice, looking ready to come out for me.” “I am starting to regret choosing to walk to the party with you.” Chris said. While turning onto the cul-de-sac I see the house. “Well we’re here” Chris says. “Yep,” I reply “Might as well start this night off with a good note.” I then quickly.