It was, as it proclaimed loudly from a blackboard outside, gay friendly, but it wasn’t one of those that encouraged overt exhibition, and its client...ele was nearer to my age than others in the city.Denise, owner as well as barkeep this evening, asked me, “What’s your poison, sweetheart?” She called everyone sweetheart but kept her actual affection for a woman called Glen who worked for her. Glen was a mousey looking woman but, according to Denise, she was as ‘hot as all fuck’ in bed. Lucky. My wife was smiling, while Francis looked a little more nervous.“I tell you, he’s fine with it. Stop worrying,” Sue reassured Francis, lightly touching his face as she gazed at him with a softness in her eyes.“I don’t know. He seemed a little bit off with me, before you came down, a little bit stiff, as if he was controlling his feelings.”“Francis, look at all the facts. He’s wanted this for more than twenty years. When you made ready to leave, he virtually begged you and insisted you stay the. In a couple of minutes he felt himself about to climax and buried his cock deep between Hannah’s quivering lips. “I’m cumming bitch! I’m fucking cumming! Swallow that sperm whore!” The old biker exclaimed happily. Hannah moaned in objection as the thick semen spewed into the back of her mouth and toward her throat. The huge beast was still pumping his cock in and out while he ejaculated, making it extremely difficult for Hannah to keep the pool of cum all inside her mouth. Nevertheless, she. It was sexy as hell being naked in front of all those people, having the men look at me and knowing they were all lusting after me, wanting to…’ ‘Fuck you?’ ‘Yes, alright, fuck me.’ By this time I was sliding her skirt down over her hips to her feet. It certainly was a tiny waist. The crotch of her panties was stained wet with her cunt juice, and under her panties her thighs were spaced so wide apart where they joined at her crotch that her whole genital region was an open playground. Those.