Rather than my own reflection in the mirror I saw the bartender sitting across from me, watching me, encouraging me. Fucking incredible. Nothing gets ...e off better than having a man watch me, and as we locked on to each other’s eyes I began to cum. The feeling radiated from my dick all the way up to my head and back down; I felt as though my entire body was cumming. As my prostate contracted, sending squirt after squirt of my cum into his sweet hole, I looked into his eyes, wanting him to know. "But my signature. It's the same." He signs a napkin andpushes it toward the teller.Behind, customers are lining up. There's only the one teller on duty andthe crowd is getting restless.Two college girls giggle about his "muffin top."The man ignores them, wiping a damp lock of black hair out of his face.The vicious underwire digging into his ribs is more painful than theirjeers. He tried going without it and didn't make it to the car beforehis back and chest ached from the bouncing.Still, he. Please ... please relax."John sat back, teacup in hand, and actually allowed his knees to fall a bit further open. He was blushing but he grinned a bit, his embarrassment still evident. "I am having more than a little trouble getting used to this. For now, I think I will let my body," and he waved his hand at his erection, "tell you what you do to me."Now it was Jenny who blushed, but she held his gaze. They sat in silence, as under a spell. Finally, John said, "I can't bring myself to tell you. He was speechless to this request, so he simply smiled up at Alexandra and nodded yes.Margaret moved up the bed, and facing her sister, straddled Hugh’s face. Slowly sinking down, she felt his tongue in the same places his fingers had been but a short time before. He placed his hands on her ass cheeks, with his thumbs spreading her nether lips open. She shuddered as her hands moved forward and cupped her sister’s breasts. Often as teenagers, and in later years, the twins had given each other.