Gary pulled his pants down and stood in front of me. He grabbed a hand full of hair from both sides of my head and pulled me onto his cock. He just he...d my head in place and told me to make his cock wet and use my tongue. Just then I felt a slap on my ass, followed by a series of slaps in succession. Between the commands, pulling of my hair and the hard slaps on my ass my cock was beginning to get hard again."You see I told you" John said, "Stevie sucks and fucks like a whore and then wants. “I’m Dorothy, but call me Dot.” Five-foot two, eyes of blue, curly blond hair, she looked like she had been pretty hot before the years and pounds added up to now. She showed a wide smile and a mischievous twinkle in her eye. She touched Jack’s shoulder and said, “Has Jack been telling you stories? You can’t believe anything he says.” They laughed together. Dot turned back to me. “You alone?” I nodded. “Why don’t you ask Beth to dance. She’s sitting by herself in the booth.” “Who’s Beth?” “She. Your eyes dart to where the quick flash came from, and land on a golden pocket watch hanging from the branch of a bush. You curiously hurry towards it before wrapping your fingers around the cool, hard metal and pull it away from the branch and closer to your face. You compare the time to your phone's and find they're both correct. Somebody must have lost this recently, it looks antique and worth a decent amount to the right guy. You quickly look up and down the street, ready to return it but. I can’t take over the birth for you, I admit, but that is not my fault: it is the way we are made. I’d love to experience it, from what you girls tell me about becoming a mother, but perhaps it has to do with female hormones and such, so that it is probably impossible for a man to feel how you ladies do when becoming a mother.”Vickie conceded, “Perhaps afterwards, but these bloody contractions are getting more and more painful, John. You wouldn’t like to have to cope with that, I assure.