When thebartender got to him he asked for a diet Sprite to drink. The womanhanded it to him and said, "No charge. The man over there paid."Jeremy look...ed and saw the man. He looked older and round. He had wire-rimmed glasses and he was a little bald on top. The man looked sort of geeky without looking intelligent enough. Jeremy was a little surprisedat seeing a man like that here but smiled and mouthed, "Thanks". It wasimpossible for him to be heard at this distance.Jeremy looked away to see. I saw her moving a free hand to her pussy and she fingered herself as she sucked the man’s dick. Ana was now on her knees sucking a stranger's cock right in front of me. She pulled her head away and smiled at me; she continued to jerk him off. Then with out warning, he began to shoot his load. My wife held the dick so he shot onto her chest. When the cock withdrew from the hole, she cleaned herself and kissed me.Few minutes later, I noticed a black cock entering the booth. It was really huge.. I loved hearing her sing. Then, I had an inkling why. I asked Megan one day in the hall:“What happened to you in choir?”She said simply:“They were about to beat me up.”At that moment in time, I got pissed off. I liked her. As a friend and maybe more. But it was too late. I already told one of the altos that I wanted to ask her out. She was a majorette. I was too shy to do it. The rumors started to run about her over time.“You don’t want none of that, Chad,” She said in our pre-calculus. “This you have to see.” The stool was sort of a wooden box, like a cube, with a cushion on the top. She popped a couple of little catches on the side of the box at the bottom, then lifted the cushion and box up. It left behind the base of the box and what was mounted on the base. “Ever seen one of these?”I knelt and looked at it. It was a half-cylinder sort of thing, with an electric cord and a box with a control and a knob thingamajig on top. “What is it?”“It’s a Sybian! You’ve never heard of.