With Darla's entrance, the sexual heat and tension in the dive bar was nearly boiling, as all the men could easily tell that both the young Darla and ...lder Sofia were there for their benefit. When Darla finally reached where Sofia was standing, their eyes met and both of their pussies started to drip, as they embraced and kissed passionately. Sofia was wearing a leather mini skirt and black silk blouse, which barely concealed her luscious and silicon enhanced breasts. Then, after excusing. Her tiny black lace thong contrasted perfectly with the whiteness of her exposed skin.From my place behind her, I could see her small firm buttocks clench with nerves."Turn around slowly!" Andy commanded.My wife complied, her skirt and slip still held high, her lovely legs and hips and buttocks on full display to his openly admiring gaze.As she turned her bottom towards him, her face was towards me and for an instant, our eyes locked together, her deep blue eyes burning into mine. I could feel. Didn't know if itwas from the squeezing of the nuts or the pinching of his tit, but it was awail that I'd not heard from him, and we had had some serious torture fromNick."Now, if I let go of your tit and balls, will you make the same promisethat tiny made?" James just about shook his head off in the affirmative.Had to shake his head, cause he was in such pain he couldn't talk. "Wellthat is a relief. I have always wanted to see two guys do things in frontof me that they probably wouldn't do. Sarah on the other hand was just the opposite. At 5’3 and curvaceous, she was often called a butterball. Yet to anyone who bothered to pay attention, it was clear those differences didn’t matter to either one. ‘That stuffing is mighty delicious Miss Sarah Rose. Did you make it yourself?’ She turned a light pink and laughed. ‘Yes, Harvey. I did.’ ‘Well Miss Sarah Rose. I don’t think I want anything else in this line but your homemade stuffing. It is defiantly the nectar of the Gods.’ She.