"What do you think, Mr. Lawyer?" he asked. "Just like home, eh?"I looked at him. "I feel like Han Solo," I said evenly. "I have a bad feeling about th...is."He started back at me for a moment and then barked a short and humorless laugh. "By God, you're a cool customer, eh?" he said. "I'll give you that. Anyone that isn't down on their knees right about now begging me not to use this on them... well, I figure they're just not smart enough to understand what might happen. But I know you know exactly. This was the taste of a man I love. A little bit of sweat, maybe a touch of urine but all man. I sucked on one ball and then the other while Tommy wiggled from the sensation. Then I licked up the shaft and around the head. There was almost a continuous flow of precum so it was evident that the load was not far away.It was time to bring Tommy off. I positioned myself over his cock so I could fuck it with my mouth without having to move around. With one hand on his balls and the other supporting. I turned off the car and sat there, trying to figure out how the hell I was supposed to tell them about the destruction at Melody's. I was there so long, Tom came out to check on me.When I stepped out of the car, he took one look at me and wrapped me in a bear hug."Karen went to Melody's." My words came fast and sounded jumbled. "I don't think there's anything left."He leaned against the hood of the car and I told him what had happened."Jesus, Mary, and Joseph." He pressed his palms against his. She reminded him of the strippers from the strip joints he had visited while away at school. With a gorgeous face, the tank top barely able to contain her 38 DD's in place and the sexy panties, he could feel his cock getting uncomfortably hard.She wasn't exactly thinking straight. Her idea was to give him an extra something before he ran off to his room to jack off. She assumed she would be doing the same. The alcohol was the enabler, this was not something she would've done sober.She had.