I happened to see more than one guy follow me with his eyes as I walked towards a table where I saw a couple gathering their things getting ready to l...eave. I think I liked the looks I got as it made me sway my hips a bit more than usual.A shorter, stocky drag queen approached me for a cover and told me the proceeds went to a worthy cause.Pam the philanthropist! I smiled inwardly. She gave me a ticket stub and told me to have a wonderful time as everyone here was super friendly and the bar staff. " She sipped some more."What did you talk about?" I needed to know how far everything had goneand what might need clarification."Actually, I think I exaggerated the conversation part," she admitted, "Iwalked into the kitchen, a bit surprised by seeing a girl in a blackparty dress, but who am I to talk, then I realized it was Jake. I saidgood morning, he practically jumped out of his dress but said goodmorning back. I got the coffee said maybe we could all sit down and talkin a few minutes and. She held the shaft and flashed a quick smile in my direction before giving a lingering lick of the very tip and releasing her hold. She sat back on her heels. "Don't want to wear you out," she said. "They tell me marathons are all about pacing yourself and saving something for the final dash to the line." She waved an arm at the exercise board, indicating I should move. "My turn now," she said and lay down flat, arms back over her head, breasts still erect, legs at full stretch and her brief. I surely knew everything was completely consequential and loving, but of course, wrong as I was cheating.I stayed close enough to feel her tits, but only slightly. I felt them drag on my chest a bit, but of course, the real prize was my dick as it felt the foreign destination known as Britney's snatch. I let it go in and out ever so slowly and made her jiggle somewhat each time.Neither of us said a word for some time, but eyeballed each other like hawks. Although, we did smile at each other.