.screw clothes. I dont live with anyone, and I feel like sleeping nude. Sue me. I smiled at the inner dialogue and grabbed my clothes, carrying them i...to the bedroom and throwing them on the floor. I crawled into bed then, ontop of the covers. It was so damn hot! I yawned, sleep already claiming me, and I turned off the light. My eyes closed and I drifted to sleep.He waited until her breathing got steady, and then he emmerged. His heart was beating so hard, as hard as his cock was when he saw. The look of anticipation returned to his face. Brie nodded. Peter cleared his throat and turned his head to look at me. “Gil, I'd like to run a 'what if scenario' by you. Brie and I will completely understand if it's not your scene.”I nodded for Peter to continue. I was going to allow Peter and Brie all the time they required to say whatever it was they wanted to run by me. After all, I am a gentleman first and foremost, regardless of my twisted, sadistic, kinky side.Peter continued, “I want to. History repeats itself!" That's right!" said Steve's mother, "But Bob and I were different. Dad had popped my cherry and I would fuck Mom or him whenever I started to get horny which is to say quite often. One day Dad was in my room and had just started giving it to me when Bob walked by and saw us. Because he and Dad had been sharing Mom he figured this was the same. He came into the room and undressed. Dad was fucking me doggie so I was on all fours on the bed facing away from the door. Then. As with all beaches there is a gay section and non gay section.After I got my first dog I used to take him for long walks along the beach and always south as there where long stretches of dunes where he could run and play. It was how I discovered a nudist beach near my home called Swanbourne. As this was in the late 70’s and early 80’s sex was sex and no one ever considered condoms which could make for some fun times with coconut scented oil slick cocks and well let’s put it this way some of.