My body quivered and shuddered as my fingers worked me past my peak. As I struggled to regain my composure Mark was standing right next to me, hoverin... over me as he beat his meat. I completely forgot about everything else and focused on his cock. I wanted to feel his warm cum on my skin.It was everything I had to not beg him. I had to remind myself he would cum on me. I tried to wait patiently but I couldn't sit still. I pushed my breasts up towards my chin. He was concentrating on them. He. I agreed and Bursa and I changed and went to a restaurant. We were sitting in one corner and two guys were sitting in another corner. We were served dinner and we ate well, it was not as per our choice but still it was nice. After finishing our dinner we moved to exit. The two guys came to exit too but as their walking, they looked a little drunk. They were already out and we exited after them. They were talking something between them and I was sure they were talking about Busra.As we came out. I could feel Emily gaze upon me as I prepared to speak. Either I crazy or was she actually checking me out once I stood and said, “Hi, my name is Rob Larsen. I’m here because I love good seafood and want to learn how to prepare my favorites at home with restaurant quality results. I also figured a class like this would be a good way to meet some people with similar interests.” Emily was next. She stood and said,“Hi, I am Emmy and I have an uninterested husband so I am here to run away from it. No one in the audience gave a fuck about the authorities. Any heavy-handed impulse to break up the gig would be defeated by the sheer weight of numbers and the unspoken fact that many within the political establishment were secretly pleased that they now had the excuse of popular dissent to put their feet on the brakes on the otherwise inexorable drive towards global destruction. In any case, the police would be impotent to break up a demonstration of such numbers. There weren't enough of them.