From twenty feet away he greeted Dave loud enough that the few other customers in the store all turned to look."Hey, Dave! Sorry I missed your party. ...Are these your new cunts?"Dave held out his hand when the man was close enough and they shook hands like old friends. Dave nodded and said, "Yeah. We're on our way home now. They've had a hard day but I thought we might as well stop in and get those shoes we talked about."The creep turned to us and as if it was the most natural thing in the world. The cock was still in his hand. ‘That’s it Joe. Look at it. Admire it. Stroke it, then…. love it. It’s all about touch, and feel. It’s about pleasure, and a little pain. Don’t worry though. You’ll love it. Now, lick along the whole length. Do to me what you wish that girlfriend would do to you. How would you want her to please you…that’s it Joe…all the way up…good boy. You sure you haven’t sucked cock before?’ All his words were said in a softly spoken voice, all spoken with a calming. Her act of taking over and holding the panties had caused them to shift slightly and I couldn't smell the sweet scent nearly as well anymore. However, having her hold them to me, demanding through her actions that I imagine what her daughter's pussy would smell and taste like, made my cock tighten in response to this near incestuous implication.Her eyes lock with mine and I see her fighting to hold back her own orgasm. I've known her long enough to know that once she cums she wants nothing more. I looked at the crowd standing outside the bar and started to feel nervous, not in a good way, but they convinced me to go. So I slowly stepped out of the car and walked passed the guys standing outside and entered the pub.I went straight away and got myself a stiff drink; I needed it to calm my nerves. The bartender told me all my drinks would be free. So I took him up on the offer and had two shots of whiskey. The drinks did calm me down but I forgot to sit lady like on the bar stool. I was.