As she led me around the corner to the bar area I noticed a guy sitting at the end of the bar with his back to the restroom.We walked a little further... and Ronda stopped beside the man at the bar. "Sorry, George," she announced, "we won't be partying tonight."The guy turned toward me and I immediately recognized him as a fellow who worked in my building on the third floor. I had ridden up with him on the elevator several times on my way to floor six. I saw him look at the mess on my face and had. The sensations were so incredible that he thought he would cum immediately, but she sensed this and flexed her mighty thighs. "Not until I've had mine you don't," she said as her nephew winced at the frightening pressure crushing of his Auntie Candy’s unrelenting hips. Loosening her grip, she continued to pump away with her internal muscles while controlling the humping of his hips with her thighs. Every now and then she would clamp down hard with her thighs so hard that John would. I'm so fucking horny I could..." He ran out of words and stopped."Oh," she said as if divining his predicament for the first time. She reached into her purse and removed the egg and its remote, handing them to him.A bewildered expression crossed his face, then he pushed his chair back and said, "Oh, no!" Why not?" Alice asked, a wry grin spreading across her face.Then he began to laugh and she joined in."Turnabout is fair play isn't it?' she inquired playfully."I'm not putting that thing up my. I don’t know how to protect her from getting hurt again, and that frustrates the hell out of me!”“I understand completely. I should also take this opportunity to ask your forgiveness since I didn’t come to you to ask for your daughter’s hand. There just wasn’t time with how fast things went.”“Don’t worry about that. It’s difficult to go through such traditions when we live so far away. That doesn’t mean I won’t be looking into you and raising lots of questions.”“John, you and I are okay. We.