I couldn't believe that was all she said. Maybe she's seen it before, maybe she's that clueless. I just don't know. I thought after witnessing her dep...arture. Without turning to Steve, Heather said, "There are too many people here. You want to go back to my place?"Steve's mouth dropped open. "What about your husband?" He asked. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him. I'll send him to the store for something. By the time he gets back and figures out I'm not here, we'll have plenty of time," she. As we got close to where the car was parked I got thirsty & said I wanted to stop at the next bar we saw for a quick cola or something. We turned down a side street and there was a little bar with the usual beer sign outside. I didn't even check the place but walked straight in, Jay followed. The place was full of those African street seller guys and full of a strange smelling smoke. They all looked as we walked in. I ordered a coke & Jay had another Brandy. We moved away from the bar to have. I moaned as she stared to work my cock, bobbing up and down, it was the best blowjob I had better than that delta gamma chick. She grabbed onto my hips as she deep throated my cock, with one hand she took mine and placed it on her head, giving me the sign to face fuck her for a bit. She loved that, but she broke it off to tell me that she was dripping wet and wanted my cock in her pussy now. She stood up and grabbed my dick to lead me to the bed. Once there I couldn't help myself and I bent her. I had picked up an umbrella to take but decided at the last moment to leave it behind lest I end up like a modern day Mary Poppins, or whatever the male equivalent might be. I would just have to run back later if it was raining and hope I did not get too drowned in the process. I stepped out onto the veranda and nearly got blown away. “Fuck, its cold!” I gasped under my breath. Quickly I closed the door and locked everything. The sky felt like it was descending to engulf the entire suburb it.