She wiggled up to the bar and immediately had a guy stand either side, looking down her gaping top at the peep of her pink nipples, offering to buy he...r a drink. I only drink champagne cocktails she said in her most superior voice. Thats fine, little lady said Gus on her right he winked at Dan, the barman, who disappeared into the back roon, reappearing with a cocktail shaker, already mixed it seems like. He dressed a martini glass with sugar edges and poured the fizzy contents in to the glass,. I sank back on my heels and just looked at her pussy; it was so dark and hairy. She went to close her legs and I pushed them open again, I knew my staring at it like that was embarrassing for her.She leaned back and I watched her pussy start to open up like a flower as her excitement grew, and slippery fluid began to ooze out of her body. If the visual wasn't enough I could smell it, the scent of her arousal erased all doubt she was finding this very sexy and erotic.My excitement began to boil. Cupping my balls whilst jerking me off to the rhythm of her moans as I fingered her sweet pussy. I could feel myself about to cum. She sucked and tugged harder. Faster. My balls getting tighter and tighter, my bellend swollen, ready to explode. I could feel my cum coursing through my dick, her eyes fixated on mine. Her moans sending me over the edge... bright white flash, all I could see was Laura and feeling my cum getting shot down her throat as she moaned and drank me dry, the missus grinned. Standing silently in the hallway, I could hear muffled sounds coming from the living room, and so crept forward and slowly poked my head around the partially opened door, to see what was making the noises. I was shocked and surprised at what I saw. Sitting in the Living Room with her back facing towards the door was Angie, who had come home from university early as well. She was sat leaning back on the large settee facing the large fireplace. There is a large framed mirror over the fireplace,.