They were celebrating Andy's divorce, which had been settled today. Just now, they planned to get drunk and put down women. Maybe later their minds wo...uld turn to fucking.The three men, all in their mid-30's had been high school and college buddies and had remained close in their Mid-Western small town. They regularly played basketball at the Y together, were on the same softball team sponsored by this very bar every summer, hunted and fished together, got drunk together, and, occasionally,. I become excited as I sense the outcome. Feverishly I suck on you, gently squeezing your balls, urging you to fill my mouth with your creamy cum. Then the first spurt, you shudder slightly, the the second, you are pumping vigorously in me and I am loving it. My mouth is filling up and I know the nectar will start to spill out, I reach round for the magazine of mine you had chosen and held it under my chin. Just in time I feel some of your spunk spill out of my mouth and run down my chin. I. She never looked at him, but he knew by her expression she knew how he felt. He hated her. She had been his, but she’d thrown herself and all they had away. He might still hunger for her, but he could never forgive her.Dorothy’s secret spy at Jessie’s law firm had been feeding them all kinds of information, some of it very disquieting. One thing, her spy said Jessie’s relationship with at least one of the older partners had become strained, and that was playing out with some of the other. “Everybody’s got to start somewhere,” I said, knowing it was as corny as hell and also dishonest. “You’re beautiful and I just want to see more of you.”I wanted to suck those non-existent tits and bring them to life. I wanted to go to town on her clitoris, now that I knew what and where they were. I wanted to reduce her to a quivering, helpless mess just dying to be fucked every which way.She stood up without a word and held out her hand. I led her down the corridor and into the spare room.“Why.