Hazel lets out a few moans of pleasure as I find her most sensitive spots. Over the years I have licked many pussies, normally WRENs’. Some have eve...n given pointers which I use on other women; given the chance. Hazel is panting harder now than she did while running! I must be doing something right.Just as I’ve given up expecting any pleasure towards my dick she bends. Hands, mouth, tongue, all at once pleasurable attack my dick. This little wife can surely suck dick. Trying to absorb my dick’s. . Look, I'm going to cut the bullshit.”She tilted her head at the bartender. She looked at the woman's face. She was a pretty woman who was very busty with nice skin and a number of tattoos on her arms. Her cleavage showed generously as well. Her eyes went to them. She didn't know why.“I saw those dudes over there try to roofie that shit. Fucking frat boy rookies," The bartender said. She said nothing in response. She just looked at her inquisitively.“You’re drunk. Just look at them.” The frat. In fact, almost half of them were more into licking one of the other cheerleaders, if the truth be known.She sat in her fire engine red Mustang at the stop sign and felt the little puddles of cum still pooled in her bum and right at the pulsating opening of her well exercised vagina. She wanted to put her fingers down there and feel the comforting wetness of male attentions, but she was afraid of calling attention to her own weakness and acted as normal as possible pretending she was just. There were people hooking up, or at least trying to, all over the place. Julie had seen at least three couples disappear into the changing booths on the patio. We recounted who we saw hitting on who, who was successful, and who we saw getting shot down.Of course, Julie then had to start poking at me about who I was hooking up with yesterday. I told her, nobody. Julie, of course, knew better than that. She’d seen me slip off with Maya after the bee sting and take a lot longer than necessary to.