I lay back in the chair in a dreamy haze with all my senses working overtime. My cock had softened and I felt it flop about as Bob worked on it steadi...ly. When I felt the damp warmth of his mouth enfold me I couldn't keep from groaning with sheer delight as my heightened senses screamed messages to my brain -I had never been sucked like this before in my life.Soon -too soon for me- the effect began to wear off and almost frantic with lust, I attacked Bob's cock. Soon we were writhing on the. " Her voice was tremulous, as if she were frightened or anxious. When Ted opened his eyes, he saw, immediately, why Marilyn had sounded concerned. His eyes swept over her luxurious blonde locks, which hung to past her shoulders, in huge curls; past her wide, blue eyes; past her full, sensuous lips, soft and pink as ripened strawberries; past the full, high, round breasts capped with pert, rosy areolas; and past the concave sweep of her tummy, to the small cock and balls that dangled below her. "Ill be right back, restroom." She only mouthed restroom as to be discreet.You didn't even react, you were pretending to be zoned out watching something on the TV. You were really watching her. Watching how pretty much every man in that bar looked at her with those 'I wanna fuck her' eyes.You turned and pretended to be looking at another tv on the other wall so you could watch her out of the side. She walked to the restroom like she wanted cock. Shaking her ass and tits. As she walked by the. Help him, Mr. Pink," the leader ordered."The rope is hurting my wrists," Margaret complained."Mr. Pink, put the blindfold back. Make sure she can't see." How come I have to be Mr. Pink," Mr. Pink complained."Shut up, Mr. Pink. Shine the light on the steps, Mr. White." Is that you, Denny Musgrove? I know your voice from Trig class," Margaret said."Shut up, Slut! I'm Mr. Orange. That's all you need to know." Take the rope off my wrists, please." You'll pull the blindfold off." No, I won't..