I fix him with a look, saying, “So what!”“Come in and have a beer.”“Okay.”Oh my. His friends are just like him. They are in their late f...orties, balding, body odor, and belly’s hanging over their belts. I drink a beer. The divorced guy looks me over. In addition to the smell, the dried fluids, and the bruises the shirt is very thin and my breasts are visible beneath. All three are giving me a hot stare. “I’m leaving tomorrow.”“Okay.”“I’ve always liked you.”“Okay.”He hesitates.“Could I get. “Thought we might go to this country pub I know.” he said“Sounds good to me,” I laughed, “you know how much I love the countryside.”That broke the tension a bit and we all had a giggle, knowing full well that I was referring to the night before. We drove for about half an hour, chatting about nothing in particular. Ian rubbed his hand over my knee all the way.As soon as we arrived I jumped out of the car, “You get a table I will get the drinks, beers ok”I was walking off before they had even. Bet he is always touching you up isn’t he?” “Hmmm not as much as I would like,” Sandra told him as his fingers moved along the groove. “I would never have my hand out of your knickers if you were mine,” he told her quietly. “Not even to fuck me?” He looked up at with his mouth open like someone pained. “Would you like to fuck me?” she asked him. His fingers slipped inside her groove. She was wet. “You know I would!” he said. “Have you got a big one?” she asked him as he leant forward to. What time you coming home?"Ariel turned around and smirked at me. "I'll be back by nine." Good."Ariel walked over to the bed where I was standing. She dropped to her knees, reached for my pants. She unzipped and pulled my pants down. Ariel started stroking my semi-hard penis. She leaned in and started licking my balls. Her flicked her tongue over my balls before she put my nut sack in her mouth."Ahhhh," I moaned slowly. Both of our parents were down stairs so I bit my lip from moaning louder..