She looked up at him and her eyes focused not on him but on his friend who was next to him. Suddenly she no longer wanted to be alone. All she wanted ...as to be held in his tanned, muscular arms, pressed against his rock hard chest. The two men were really close now, she could see the first guy starting to speak, his friend hanging back a little, his eyes glued to her. The guy was talking, making some kind of opening line — a joke or something — but she didn't even hear him, her eyes still on. He knew that it was early yet, and it wouldn't be long before the regulars began filling in. Happy hour was only a half an hour away.He didn't know why, but it suddenly bothered him that there weren't many customers there yet."Want another beer, Frank?"Frank looked down and was almost surprised to find his glass empty. He didn't remember drinking the last of it. In fact, he didn't remember drinking hardly any of it."Yeah, sure Jim, give me another." You don't look so good, Frank. Are you. Then she placed her flattened tongue against the base of his towering cock. She drew it up slowly, tracing along the pounding vein that seamed the underside.She flutter-kissed the base of his cockhead, where the vein spread out in a delta. Pre-cum dribbled down and washed over her tongue.Her hair fell in an inky cascade over his cock as her head bobbed up and down, slurping him from his balls to his cock-knob.Jerry was definitely dreaming now, moaning and panting, his haunches starting to stir.. “It’s great to have all my friends around, and I was very happy about Bethany’s progress. It’s been eight months since things fell apart, and it seems that being away from the house has helped.”“You still love her,” Kara said.It was a declaration, not a question.“Of course I do! I could never stop loving her. If I could put things back to the way they were, I would.”“At the expense of Jessica?” she asked.“Before I answer that, will you answer something for me?”“Yes, of course,” Kara said.“I’m.