She seemed to be forgetting about her headache and her speech became bubblier. "We talked for a while. He's a sales rep for some company. I can't reme...mber which one or what they do. Then we danced some more." "Well. did you give him ahard on?" I chided. Molly grinned. "Why, yes, I think I did!" she exclaimed, seeming very pleased with herself. Then she caught herself and looked at me very seriously. "Don't worry. Nothing happened. I would never cheat on you." she added. "I wasn't worried" I. I went back down and took his erect phallus into my mouth, beginning on his plumb-shaped knob, which was oozing clear precum, then taking all of his beautiful, hard, seven inch shaft. He was softly moaning, head back, eyes closed. After getting him even harder, I squirted a little lube in my hand and then onto him. I climbed up and straddled his hips, placing his engorged knob against my eager opening. I slowly settled down, feeling him slip past my sphincter and into my waiting love channel.. I positioned my legs so they were separated and my ass was in the air, a perfect position for penetration. Mustache moved behind me and wasted no time in putting his organ deep in my hole in one thrust. I whimpered a little at the sudden jolt of pain but it quickly turned to a pleasurable moan with each pump of his long hard rod. I was bringing my head down in long fast thrusts as I tried to deep throat Baldy’s King Kong shlong. I was keeping rhythm with Mustache as he pumped my. I went down to pig alley and went to several bars where the local girls were doing their version of Go Go dancing. Most were without tops and their small breasts with erect nipples were glistening with sweat in the tropical heat. My cock was certainly not softening in that atmosphere. A fairly tall girl approached me. I am a nipple fan and her's were extended a full inch above her small but firm breasts. She did not try the "long time fuckee" line on me and seemed different that the rest.