I don’t know. I tried to think how I would have felt and realised that the terrible things they saw and heard were so far outside anything I could i...magine that I had no idea how I would have reacted. The story is fiction but all the parts of this story are taken from true life accounts of real people. Maybe I should dedicate it to their bravery and fortitude, and to the sacrifice of all those who died. The more I read this, the more I feel it is woefully inadequate as a tribute but I need to. As Dan and Wendy entered the store a large display board at the checkout counter, drew their attention.“Is this you winning ticket number? 2.5 million dollar prize sold at this store still unclaimed. Numbers 2, 4, 7, 14, 25, 36, 39 and bonus number 33.”“That reminds me, I still haven’t checked the tickets I bought myself on your birthday,” Wendy commented as Dan went to the aisle for his favourite sweet topping. She stood at the counter to check her numbers.Wendy glanced from her quick pick of. I looked at him and he looked at me and pointed down to his crotch. I smiled and walked over to his car and looked in his window. YUM he had his pants down and was stroking his cock oozing with pre-cum. I licked my lips and he patted the passenger seat. That’s all I needed , I got in and went right down on his cock. First licking all that pre-cum from his head. His cock was about maybe 7 inches with a nice pointed head. I drove my head all the way to the hilt and sucked hard. The guy most have. "Do you want to laid tonight?" YES!" Then be nice and I'll send Dutch around to your room." You will?" After he does me, sweet cakes, after Momma gets hers, yeah." Oh, Mom!" Kathy gushed, "You're terrific!"They danced for another hour and then left. Dutch received a lot of hugs and kisses and thank you for a great night as they rode home in the stretch-limo he had pick them up. Neither woman was feeling any pain after all the food and wine. On arriving back home, the ladies took a shower.