What brings ya around?" I was working hard to have a Texas accent, and I think I did pretty well."None of yer damned business! Now, git away from me!"... I had not expected him to react with such anger. He had to be worried about something, but I had no idea what it could be."Well, ifen that's the way ya feel 'bout it, I'll jus' move on." I got up and moved to another table, but not so far that I couldn't hear anything said at his table. I sat there, nursing my beer, for nearly 45 minutes before. . God ThatWas Good"Then he would collapse on top of me completely and totally spent. He fuckedme hard and came hard.... every time.It was fucking awesome.It was a real thrill for me to know I was getting him off like that. Butthat wasn't the best part. The thing that sealed the deal for me was that Icould get off while getting fucked like that.Every other position we tried was nice and it turned me on to do it. But Iwould cum like a girl every time we did it missionary style. It was asreliable. "You leave those two alone," she growled. "I can't imagine they're vulnerable to your charms," illustrating the reference by pinching my dormant penis, "but I did witness that little slap on your butt." I'm not..." I stuttered, to which Molly laughed with unrestrained power."I know my love," she said after recovering, kissing my lips. "I'm teasing." Her mischievous, glinting eyes caused warmth to pass through my body, ending at my penis and beginning its restoration. "I can feel that," she. I grabbed her tits to distract her from finishing. My hand had also pulled up her skirt and I began to finger fuck her sweet pussy. It wasn’t long till she was dripping juices from her swollen pussy. “Bret, I can’t do this! I can't finish this blowjob. I need your cock in me!” Sydnee proceeded to climb on top of me and put my seat back so I was laying down. Then she quickly slid her dripping wet slit on my rock hard cock. We both knew this wasn’t going to last long. Our dinner.