I felt a moment of panic when I realized I couldn’t simply pull her hand off me—not without answering some difficult questions.When she began slid...ng down my body, dread welled up within me. She threw her leg over mine and then settled between my thighs. I was still completely limp when she captured the tip of my cock with her lips. She took all of me in her mouth and swirled her tongue against the soft skin at the base. My dick stretched as she pursed her lips and drew back. She repeated this. Diane showered quickly and threw on her clothes. With the conversation she just had, she was going to rush home and take care of herself. She thought she might lose her mind if she didn’t come soon. Diane had forgone a shower at the club, instead choosing to go home where she could get a little dirty before she got clean. Coming out of the shower, relieved of her nearly all-consuming need for an orgasm, she wrapped her robe around her and walked into the kitchen for a bite. It was early. They entered the bar and headed for the counter. Kitty ordered a Cosmopolitan while Red ordered a white wine before they both started scanning the room. They spotted a couple they thought showed potential. Sitting at a table in the corner was a very attractive African American couple. He was 6’ 3”, muscular and had a fantastic smile. You could easily tell he adored his companion. She was also tall, 5’ 10”, 34C breasts, nice full hips, bodacious ass and her lips and nails were both deep red.. After reading the small sports section, I noticed a magazine on the floor in the stall next to me. I leaned down and after a few tries I was successful in grabbing the magazine. It was a copy of Woman's Confidential, and I wondered just why THAT magazine would be in the men's shithouse. I looked at he cover, which showed a picture of a girl crying, in the lower corner it gave a teaser of what was on the inside, which grabbed my attention for some reason. It was an article on how a woman could.