It is because I am allowing it. It is because in my deepest heart I know that I can't fuck Lynn long and hard the way that she wants and deserves. I s...e in my mind Jim pounding Lynn doggie style the way I used to be able to do. My cock gets rock hard as I imagine Lynn's moans as she shoves her ass back onto Jim's hard cock. I start to rub my engorged cock, but manage to restrain myself. I turn on the TV to find something to keep my mind occupied. Time seems to just creep along. “We are heading. And in high school. Wow, Tara would love this. Zach and I moved back just a bit and sat on the bed, now out of direct sight as I heard the water turn off and the shower door open. A minute later Tara walked out into the bedroom, toweling off her hair, not seeing us right away, then looking over at the both of us sitting there, cocks at attention. "Rob, is this what I think it is?" I patted a spot right between Zach and me and Tara sat down. "Tara, this is Zach. Zach... Tara." "A bit of an. Somehow the mere thought that you were sitting through the same crap as I was comforted me.” “Well, thanks. I think.” We both laughed. “It could have been worse,” she added. “It could have been longer.” “Or they could have performed root canals on us during recess.” “Ouch.” That was right after she had obviously dropped the phone. “Tearing up hotel property, are we?” “I dropped the phone on my foot when I. We hit it off immediately. He was the first man under 40 that I’d spoken to in months that didn’t address any conversation to my nipples. He made me laugh, he didn’t try and chat me up or touch me or make any sexual overtures at all. That was it, I was a goner. I flirted like crazy, I went out of my way to appear to be a sparkling wit – although in truth I ended up doing a great impression of a dizzy mare – I made conversation, I confided in him, I made outrageous comments with a twinkle in my.