We wandered over to the empty pool table and began to set up. We were both fairly good at pool, as our college bar had a pool table that we spent a lo... of time playing on. Who has time for studying when a students life is already so busy! The four truckers paid little attention to us as we played, but we were watching them and giggled quietly to each other as we saw bad shot after bad shot. Obviously these guys spent a lot of time on the road and little time playing pool.One of the guys, a. He sure was making himself comfortable. Then I saw a hand move to his chest and begin massaging him. This was going to get interesting I thought. I wasn’t able to see who the woman was. That damn curtain Susan insisted on was blocking my view. It wasn’t long until another hand joined in and began unbuttoning his shirt. I sure hope they locked the door. I chuckled to myself. His shirt was open and the hands were sliding over his chest. She pinched each nipple between her fingers tip while she. The part that confused me was they were acting like this was some sort of major painful injury. I didn’t say anything but I was thinking “Haven’t any of you felt real pain before?”. It hurt. I would prefer not to do it again on general principles. I was concerned with actual structural damage I may have suffered. The pain on the scale I use was maybe a 4 or 5 out of 20. It will get your attention and as long as it’s brief so what. Now, if it was a continuous pain we would move that puppy right. Before Sally's breathing could return to normal, I heard a loud smack of a hand on an ass cheek. Sally jerked up. I knew Beth was the one who gave it to her when she told Sally, "Fuck him, slut. We need to keep you going because this is a big night for you." Sally was soon riding my cock as if her life depended on it, building up to yet more orgasms. As I lay there I could hear Brenda whispering, "That's it. Suck on my titties."After a few seconds, I heard Jimmy let out a groan. Once Jimmy's.