Chest hairfluffs away under the artificial breeze. A few are lifted free andstick to my shirt while others simply fall. Scratching at my chest withm...y nails pulls more of the hairs loose.My tennis shoes crunch through the gravel parking lot on the way to thebar. Bright neon lights blink on and off and I can hear music andyelling and laughing inside. I run a finger through my short hair, asif tucking a loose strand behind my ear. The night is cool and mynipples tighten for a moment. I can. The women had told him the first day that he needed to be 'in charge.' When he'd objected that they were obviously his equals or superiors in intellect, they'd agreed, but said that under the circumstances, someone had to make the decisions, and he was both as qualified as anyone, and the only person who was a 'singleton'. If they tried to pick the 'smartest' person to lead, they'd get into bickering over the difference between a 181 and 182 IQ on two different test scales, or some similar. Lying down I unhooked my top and brought my arms up.He placed lotion on my back and began working it in. When he got to my bruises he stopped rubbing me and asked,"why do you put up with uncle tom doing this to you." It doesn't happen often, and when it does I consider it my fault" How is it your fault that he hits you?"I sighed and said, "If I had left him the first time he hit me it would all be on him. But being that I didn't, all the times after that was my fault for staying. Now I'm too. " she demanded and I moved over and she started wanking me. Then bent down and started sucking me. The guy behind her pumped away and it was obvious he wouldn't last very long. I reached down and started rubbing her clit and I felt her moan over my cock. I looked at the guy standing next to her. "Is she your wife?" I asked."Yes," he smiled.I lifted her head up and grabbed at her flabby tits, pinching the nipples.She had her hand wrapped around my cock. I took my other hand and rammed my fingers.