Tom’s hand was under that table and I expected he was touching her leg or something similar. After some time, I paid the bill and suggested we adjou...rn. They both were polite and cordial to me, but their mutual heat was evident.I suggested that I drive us back to our house and insisted that they sit together in the back as I drove. Looking in the rear view mirror a few minutes later, it was hard not to watch as Susan had her tongue down his throat as they made-out in the backseat. His hand. “Mary, do you want the till or ID?”“I’ll take the till. I don’t have your sixth sense on fake IDs.”“Right. I noticed a couple of new people in the line, one of whom looks very young. Could be age play, but you can’t be too careful.”Three minutes later, Betsy took the keys and unlocked the front doors after lifting the arms of the turnstile. With practiced ease, Betsy and Mary fed the crowd into the building. Betsy’s experienced eye scanned IDs, verifying the adult status of the players seeking. She reaches down, grabs my cock and directs it to her pussy. I can feel my cock opening her pussy by spreading her mounds and finding the hole. I push and feel her wet hole take in my cock a few inches.She says, "Oh yes Joe. Fuck me."I begin to stroke my cock in and out and then push in a little further. I'm at least half way in and stroking fast. I don't want to cum so early, but I can't stop fucking her it feels so good. She is responding to my thrusting and begins to fuck me back. She. A drift away would be painful enough, but...How did I get myself into this position? Almost the same as Tori had been in last summer. Falling in love with someone not unwilling, but unable to give their heart and soul fully and fairly. Time had not run out, but the clock was running. To survive, there would have to be changes, because I knew we could not stand still, marking time in this albeit pleasant hiatus. And now I would have to be honest with Lady H, happily swigging back her wine and.