You wonder what may have happened, that she wound up here, serving as a tavern wench.Lena picked up a jug from the barkeep and headed over to the bois...erous man. You could already tell he was a tremendous asshole. She refilled his drink as he grinned at her, obviously mind fucking her to pieces with those creepy eyes.You were a predator yourself, so you try to hold back your judgement, some... lest you be a complete hypocrite. Although, none of your, partners... ever complained. If rejected,. I heard him open the fridge and grab some things and then he came back into the den. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed as he sat down in the easy chair and noticed me. "I'm sorry, Mom but you scared the crap out of me!" I laughed and asked, "Did you have a good time?" "Sure," he said between bites of left-over fried chicken. "We just watched a movie and hung out and stuff." "There's that word again," I teased back. "What kind of 'stuff' did you do?" As I asked him that, I shifted on the sofa, allowing my. We go every couple of weeks to make a little money on the side. We play slow a few games, start making some bets, then win a few games making it look like luck and then head out... pays for our drinks and we have a good time! One evening we showed up at this biker bar downtown, and went about our usual business. Sat down at the bar, ordered a few drinks and had a look around the crowd. It was a normal pool hall crowd, mixed with college k**s and a few older people, a few bikers back in the. He opened the door and let her in.In some ways, she looked worse than she did on Friday night. She left here exhausted from a world-class fucking, with his cum on her face, naked, and sweating like a used-up racehorse. She had to be hurting from that fucking. Jeff had never seen anything like it, not even in a porn flick."Hi Lynn, can I help you with something?"She stormed past him and he closed the door. He took her back to the end of the living room where she had gotten so nicely fucked and.