The cocktail waitress brought them another round anyway; in spite of their crude language and wandering hands, they were really good tippers. Besides,... they were regulars and she had balled each of them in the past and she knew that, even drunk, they each could fuck up a storm.But the three men really weren't thinking bout fucking, at least not now. They were celebrating Andy's divorce, which had been settled today. Just now, they planned to get drunk and put down women. Maybe later their minds. The anger and bitterness in her voice startled me a bit. “Do you know where he is?” “Yeah, not that it matters.” “What do you mean?” She glanced over at me for a moment, and then scooted a little farther down the bench. She snapped out a kick with one sexy leg at open air. To my surprise, she jolted as if she’d kicked a brick wall. “He’s over there. I’m over here.” “So we can’t go over there?” “I can’t go over there. I don’t know why. I’ve tried walking around, but there are invisible walls. I was a bit more shy than Harold so it was hard for me to talk to Mary. I would often buy her chocolate candy and put it on the edge of her desk when we went outside at lunch time. When we would come back in, it was always gone. I knew it was Harold who always took it. He would either eat it or give it to Mary saying it was from him." So, what did you do?" blurted out a smiling Ellen."Well, Valentine's Day was coming up so I bought her an extra large box of individually wrapped chocolate candy.. She extended her tongue and pushed it into Cathy’s wetness. The movement of Eve from being fucked by her husband pushed Sharon to her first orgasm. The wave started slowly at first but built to an intensity that prevented her from moving. With the release a stream of cum went straight into Eve’s open mouth. She didn’t miss a drop. Cathy noticed that Sharon came and got off her face. Tommy noticed that she was available now and pulled out of his wife and went to fulfill one of his biggest.