With my back firmly to his front he nudged me toward the bar. Using me as a shield for what I could feel was an impressive erection. It was my only re...assurance he was somewhere near as turned on and uncomfortable as I was. ~*~We reached the bar and instead of finding me a place to sit like usual he just leaned me against the counter, still holding me tightly against him. He ordered two waters, one without ice and handed me one with a quiet murmur that I would need to be hydrated "for later". I. " she suddenly had no idea how to say it. Finally she blurted "It was Bob ... wasn't it?"Liz looked at her coffee."You could have had coffee. It's decaf." Her hands came to her protruding abdomen and rubbed over it gently.There was a tense silence between them. Cora was unable to say anything more. Liz frowned. Finally she spoke."What do you want Cora?" What do I want?" Cora wasn't sure she understood the question."You came here for something. Now you've suggested that Bob has done something. Gary just looked at him blankly for a second, then let out a breath. "Holy shit," he said."I can taste your lover on your cock," said Ari, running her tongue under the rigid helmet. "May I finish?" You don't mind?" Gary asked Ken.Ken smiled and said, "Nope."Ari eagerly took Gary back in her mouth. If he'd thought the blow-job yesterday had been amazing, this one blew his mind. He was pumping a huge load into her mouth a very short time later, his knees almost buckling from the intensity. Ari. Everyone does it; you wouldn't be human if you didn't. It shows you care, and anyone who doesn't appreciate that or isn't willing to meet you halfway doesn't deserve you."She narrowed her eyes. "Part-time psychologist?" And part-time philanthropist, part-time musician and part-time pub inspector. I feel the need to file a report. Name the place."She pointed and he peeled away from the kerb, pulled off the road, and nosed the car into a space between two painted lines. Not that it mattered; he.