Whether it be boots, tennis shoes, socks... I love a man that is completely naked and wearing footwear. Anyways, he tells me to get on my knees. His c...ck is thick. Big mushroom head, veiny. Balls are full. He tells me, "you're gonna suck on it for awhile until I bend you over and fuck you." He explained how his girlfriend didn't like sucking his dick, as she was a "Christian" and didn't do certain things. So I did as I was told and sucked on his cock. He loved making me gag on it. He's five. The second or third time I pinched it she squeezed my head even harder and her body shook for a moment.When she released me we started to kiss again and I gently rolled her over on her back. Since it was rather cold in the cabana, I got up and found 3 nice blankets we had stored in a locker in the pump room. We both kicked off our shoes and pants and in just our underwear we got under the blankets. It was warm ... nice and warm. We resumed making out and my hands played with her large, soft. I looked down into the deepest brown puppy eyes and whitest smile ever and then noticed the other two cocks. I was happy with my above average 7" thick cock and smooth balls, but mine looked small next to the others. One was a minimum of 9" and the other was over 11" and thick as a 8oz. coke bottle, both were nestled in well trimmed bushes, uncut, with nice smooth low-hanging balls. I stroked the smaller one first, watching the tapered purple head slip in and out of the foreskin. Then I went. Jan had a dark bush, that I loved. Most men wanted their wives to shave but not me. I wore a pair lo low cut jeans with no shorts on. It made my cock outline stand out larger than it was.There was a park on the edge of downtown, well away from, skid row. I remembered it from my cruising days. I told Jan to wait in area where it was secluded by large bushes just on the side of the bath room. I went inside and wasn't at all out of place. It had been several years since I had been in there but I.