Listening to each lurid detail was like being stabbed with a hot poker. The bottom line was that Arabella had left town with another man. No one knew ...where she was or when she would be back. Trying to bury the resentment and disappointment he felt, Simon stepped off the porch and walked down the tree-lined street towards the temporary Officer's Club that had taken over a small restaurant.Simon ate dinner alone and then wandered into the bar. It was a loud smoky place dominated by boisterous. “And probably as much as I missed your doing that to me.” She pushed me onto my back, then took off my remaining garment; noting the wet spot in front with a “tsk-tsk”. It was her turn to tease, as she lightly traced her fingertips along the ridge and frenulum before moving down along the shaft, and then my balls. She continued this sweet torture as she kissed my neck and nibbled at my earlobes, sending shivers up my spine and pre-cum oozing out of my “eye-slit.” Mirroring her reaction, I. The young man shivered and then scratchedhis arms while his head swam."Excuse me," a deep, cultured voice said at Jacob's elbow. "You're nexton stage, Jacob."Tiny holes opened along Jacob's arms and he continued to scratch at theitch within."What?" Jacob asked. It took him a moment to realize what the man meant."Oh, oh no, I'm not singing."The man, and older trim gentlemen with a salt and pepper beard leaned into Jacob. Jacob shivered and breathed deeply. The man's smell seemed tosurround. I can’t believe what I’m seeing and hearing. Her companion starts to enthusiastically pick mags up to scrutinise the covers, while the Goddess smiles and laughs and comments – “wow She’s got big ‘uns! Look at Her, She likes showing Her big tits doesn’t She?!”My eyes are glued to Her cleavage and there’s a big pumping of spunk in my pants, the spunk-pump behind my balls forcing big gobs of spunk up my shaft and out the slit in the tip of my willy, making me moan involuntarily. I empty by balls.