Twice! I hoped I would continue to be open to it in the future.I got up and turned out the lights. I went to bed naked, satisfied and very happy.*****...*********The next morning we packed up and hit the road for home. Other than a few "Last night was fun" and "Yeah, can't wait for next trip" type comments we didn't talk about our evening at all. Damn, it's great to be a guy!Sean dropped me at home and a hand shake later he was off. That night, after the k**s were asleep, my wife asked how the. “Love to,” he said.Saturday evening he settled with a novel, a handy bottle of whisky and Mozart, but before long his thought drifted away from the story onto Carol.The more he thought, the more he admired her tenacity. He knew perfectly well that she had been deceived and set up, but he could not get over her refusal to talk to him, and the violence of her rejection of him.He felt resentful at the loss of their relationship and of their marriage. The memory of his three years in London and on. But it wasn’t like he was wrong. He was the odd man out in this world, relatively new to all this paranormal shit, and just trying to figure out how, and what, and why.“Besides,” Art continued, “I think Street-Tail King is going to point us in the right direction anyway.” The fellow Uratha grew a serpentine grin, and a glance Natasha’s way showed she was looking up at her boyfriend with a similar grin. Apparently Art had come to some sort of sneaky conclusion.Street-Tail hissed. “Ha! Why would. We kissed passionately and Jerry pushed me back. “I have something else in store for you this morning,” he said with a grin and began to lubricate his hard cock. He leaned me over the counter and I felt his face pressed against my ass and his tongue rimming my hole. I was afraid, and very excited. Jerry stood. I felt his mushroom cock head between my cheeks and pressing my hole. I wanted his huge cock in my ass but it seemed like it was not gonna happen. Then he pushed hard. I yelped and.