He hadn’t said a word since he’d started the truck, and seemed to be paying attention only to the road ahead.She felt irritated that he looked han...some. In another time and place, she’d have been intrigued by that strong jaw line, and that little lock of hair that fell on his forehead. His eyes were as blue as the sky, and that faded checkered shirt bulged with the muscles it tried to hide from view. She suddenly imagined this man wrestling with cattle, in a rodeo.“So,” she said, more to break. Tim stood up and went up to the bar to talk to Melanie, the club manager, actually a corking 40-year-old. She was the owner’s girlfriend, and a long-time pal of Tim’s.“Mel, in the booth over there where Pete and Si are, there’s a couple of unconscious guys that need medical attention, one I’m afraid I flattened his nose with a left jab, the other has taken one of these ruffies, you might want to pass them on to the paramedics so they know what particular recreational drug he has taken. They can. O'Connor exclaimed loudly,"what in the world are you girls doing? And Blake, what in the worldare you doing in Kathy's dress and wearing a wig?" Mom, mom," Kathy yelled, "you don't understand. It's all right, we canexplain. Blake is now one of the girls in our club!" What in heaven's name have you done to Blake? And Blake, how could letyourself be made such a fool of? Since when does a young man goprancing around in a dress?!!" She walked over to him, and lifted upthe crinolines to see that he. There was no teasing licks but a fiery need as she wrapped her lips around my length and slid seductively down until she wasn't able to swallow any further then worked herself back up to do it again. My God she knew what she was doing.The feel of her warm wet mouth was getting a bit overwhelming and with her beautiful ass facing me, it was almost more than I could take. I reached down to interrupt her for a moment long enough to grab her hips and position herself on top of me with her luscious.