00 yet.12.00 passes and I still sit just to prolong it for her and tease her a little as she teased me earlier, then say, “shall we go – there’s...something we need to do!” she jumps up and I note how her tits bounce again, as do several guys close by, we walk to the car to grab the bags then go and check in, trying not to look to smug as we do. Up in the room as soon as we’re through the door the bags are dropped and we embrace and kiss deeply, hard and hot, hands roaming over each other’s body.. My eyes quickly averted away and looked her directly in her eyes. They had begun tearing up.“Mr. C, I need to know what an orgasm feels like!” She went on to explain how she had never had had an orgasm and how every boy/man she had ever been with had been unable to give her one. This included my son.She explained how she and my son had come home early the week prior to hear my wife and I going at it. “My god, Mr. C., she was screaming SOOOO loud and she seemed to be coming constantly. I need to. Very disappointing."Glancing around the parking lot, he says, "Chee, I hope nobody can hear us." I haven't seen anybody close around us, so I am sure it's alright."The discussion now has me all excited and my cock is stiffening in my pants. I lean against the door jamb, shielded by the open door, and I place his left hand on my crotch. “You're getting me awfully hard. Can you feel that?" I move his hand around my groin. His fingers grasp my cock and he lightly squeezes. "Have you touched. Then I heard Kim say you better bring a drink for our cum slut boy who is under the table. Here I was in a titty bar, under a table sucking a cock, only in America. Kim then ordered me out and it turned out as I was climbing out from under the table the waitress was bringing the drinks.The waitress had a grin on her face as she looked at me and I had a huge hard on in my shorts. I tried to sit down and when I couldn't do that I tried to cover it but Kim ordered me to stand there. I was so.