I was waiting for her to commit to the bet. I helped her out by saying,“Look you cannot remove any more items of clothing without making a scene. Ma...y I suggest a bet?”“What would that bet be?” she asked. “Well let us just say that we need to finish up here and move to the lounge or even better to my room for the payment.” I smirked.“Ok I am done.” She blurted out. I called the waitress over and signed for the bill to be charged to my room and we proceeded to the exit of the restaurant. As we. ?Mindy, get on your knees and open your mouth. Carl, Mindy is going to suck your dick?, said Peter. ?Yes, sir?, said Mindy. Mindy pulled up her skirt and slowly lowered herself to her knees (she did not want her nice skirt touching the filthy ground). She started feeling sick in her stomach and wanted to hurl. She would rather eat garbage than suck Carl’s dick, but the sooner she did it, the sooner it would be over. Mindy opened her mouth cave and Carl whipped out his flesh. Rhonda had an average body for a woman in her 50s, stout in some areas from working on boats, fleshy from working on computers in others, not entirely unattractive. She found me through my profile, it's not at all sexual in nature but it enticed her enough to want to set up a meeting with me. We met at a coffee shop where it became apparent to me that she was looking for something she wasn't getting elsewhere. We didn't discuss anything sexual, just roundabout conversation, and made plans. His cock head alone was a mouthful. I sucked on the big knob, savoring the hot flesh in my mouth as he began slowly pushing it in deeper. His cock hit the back of my throat, and I pushed forward, trying to get more of it into my mouth, swallowing and trying to suppress my gag reflex. C*****g, I had to give up. He pulled me to my feet and unbuttoned my pants.“Let’s see it,” he said, eying my crotch. I dropped my pants and he slipped his hand inside my boxers. His fingers slid.