He didn't say anything because he'd heard the worries over the last couple of days. He just looked expectantly at me waiting to hear what would shake ...the day away for me. "Shot of Patron and a Adams chaser Max." He nodded knowingly. Max has been my barman for many of years now. He knows my mood not by my face or my tales, but by what liquid I decide to put in me that day. He brought over a double immediately along with a whole quartered lime. He was already sure I'd be having a few more. I. He held her by the hair as before with his left hand and wanked his cock into her mouth timing his orgasm to coincide with his friend's so that she got a mouthful of cum just as her pussy was being filled for the second time, bringing her to a shuddering, moaning orgasm herself. They wanted her to stay longer but she said she had to get up for work in the morning. She didn't bother to put her panties on and slipping into her dress she kissed them and made her way back to our room with their. At that time of day, the store was not very busy, and I couldn’t help noticing a woman who was also checking out similar racks of dresses. She looked to be in her late twenties, and was smart and attractive. She was stylishly but simply dressed, wearing a classic style of short black dress, low-backed with single spaghetti straps, that contrasted with a plain white short-sleeve top. On her feet were pointed-toe black heels, her slim legs were encased in plain black panty-hose or hold-ups,. My head was spinning, whether it was the drink, the joints or these two sexy girls, I didn’t care, I let go, I wanted this to go on as long as we could. “You’re next!” Kym teased, turning to Anne. But instead of licking her fingers again, she lifted my shirt right up and sucked my left nipple, hard. I gasped, slightly in pain, but mostly in delight. As Kym laced my wet nipple with salt, Anne came closer, kneeling next to me, licking her lips. She placed a warm hand on my back as she leaned her.