There was no way she was going to need more than a 3-pack, and even the thought of that tits orgasm made her blush for a full 10 minutes. When she pulled her minivan up behind the club a few minutes before 9, sure enough there was a single car in the parking lot waiting for her. She parked near the other car with one space between them and took a deep breath. To her relief the windowless neighboring businesses flanked the rear parking lot, and granted some privacy from the other ends of the street. She checked her make-up in the mirror and thought, "Let's do this," then stepped out of the van. With butterflies in her stomach and her mind racing she strode confidently across the intervening space and knocked on the window. It rolled down and she could see a twenty-something guy looking up at her with a smiling but blank expression, quite handsome and pretty fit. Trying not to think about what it would be like to do it with someone closer to her son's age than her own, she took a deep breath. "You want me?" she said trying not to let her voice shake, than pulled off her shirt and tossed it aside. "Well, here I am." He looked over his shoulder, then all three guys got out. When it wasn't one guy but three, and her husband wasn't among them, she instinctively covered her tummy with her arms as they approached her in a friendly manner. She took a few steps back, then thought to herself, "No, if I'm going to do this, I'm going to lean into it." She dropped her arms to her sides, standing her ground and thrusting out her bra-clad chest with a confidence she didn't feel as they encircled her. One of them stepped forward and gently placed his hands on her sides. His thumbs lay along the bottom asian of her bra and she raised her hands to hold his upper arms, drawing her hips in to his. She could feel one of them brushing lightly up behind her as she pulled in for a kiss, and the third stood beside them watching her breasts jiggle in their cloth cups. Her hands drifted down to his crotch and she could feel his raging hardon. "I bet I can get him to cum right now," she thought to herself as she started rubbing him through his jeans, and he ran japanese his fingers over her breasts. Hands caressed her shoulders and out of the corner of her eye she could japan see the third guy with one hand down his pants jacking off. Just as she was thinking how big this guy felt through his pants, he reached down and unzipped his pants letting his thick, swollen member bounce into her waiting hand. Biting her lower lip she crouched down, keeping her knees together, until her face was level with his crotch, trying not to get her knees dirty. She expertly wrapped her fingers around his shaft, let out a shaky breath, and started stroking his cock. "What's your name?" she said, looking up at him. "Alex," he replied with a grin. He throbbed and swelled tight in her hand, confirming her suspicions that he was slightly bigger than her husband ever got, even when he was fully hard which he hadn't been for years. She smiled to herself at his obvious pleasure as she expertly cupped his balls and leaned in to lick the length of his shaft. "Well, Alex," she said coyly, "I want you to cum for me," and slipped her lips over the swollen end of his member. She closed her eyes and slid her mouth down his shaft, deepthroating him before proceeding to bob up and down his length several times. I shuddered as Clint's thick cock pumped away at me. My skirt fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained asian open with my unfastened japan bra draped to my sides. She said to wear one of my hoodies with one of my western scarves over the lower half of my face to obscure my looks and to tell the cabbie that I had a bad cold that I didn’t want to spread to him. With other girls. Since I was in there, I decided to go ahead and take a shower. Hard. I undressed and began licking Jo's fully open pussy and she continued her attack on Abby's. Her legs stiffened. “Yeah, she orgasm said she was going to change out of her tits school clothes real quick and be right out.” My wife and I finished setting the table and were just about to start when Chani came bounding into the room. Lifting his head, she had it secured in a few seconds while he struggled. Her tongue was a wet pillow that curled along my underside, the tip caressing me like a beckoning finger as her lips sucked generously, their black sheened surfaces moist and pliant against me. My mind seemed to rend with the sudden contrast of sensation, the synapses stuck japanese between agony and pleasure, torture and lust. “You mean with another person?” When she felt she got most of it out, she wiped her ass with some more toilet paper then walked over and took a sit on Simon’s lap.