Bobbing their heads up and down faster an faster, wet noises loudly filling my ears, the sounds only a woman sucking a cock can make. they moaned as i...did at how amazing it was, kissing each other with my dick in their mouths, reaching across me fingering each other. My eyes closed head back i could not watch, it was too good. I grunted and groaned each time i felt their tongues swirl up my shaft, and around my head before i felt the back of their throats. Each time i opened my eyes to watch. I glanced quickly at her hands but found no sign of any ring.“I'm passing through, just for tonight. I missed the last train so here I am, waiting for the dawn in the warmth of this bar.” I said. The woman smiled and looked around. I think she did not understand the concept of irony, or maybe she was just observing which friends or acquaintances were there. "I see," she said, nodding as she searched for something in her purse. Then she got up from her chair with grace, like a movement of a. "You were strong Ryan...you took what the other students said about you and you didn't let it change you. It could've easily made you jaded but you shrugged it off." "Now look at me, I'm here weeping like an infant." She pulled me close and gave me a hug. "You miss your wife, it's allowed." she said. I pulled away but kept my hands an her shoulders she didn't break away so I took my shot, I pulled her close and gave her a kiss. "We can't Ryan. Not here it's wrong...oh hell with it!" she said. He was rapidly becoming drunk while he sat and watched his "ladies" on the dance floor. He was also thinking once again about the conversation they had before they had left him at the table and took to the dance floor with other men.Peter leaned back in his chair and played the conversation over in his mind once more. He and Cynthia had looked up when their daughter approached the table alone. Winona's and Jerrod's meal had already been delivered to the table. Winona had looked down at the now.