Nearly sent you over the edge.You gruffly pushed me off you. Pulling your dick out of your mouth and grabbing it with one hand. As you put your arm ou... to support yourself on the cool grass. Breathing in heavily and trying to grip your dick to stop it from drooling its cum all over your hand.I grinned at you. Sitting coy, like i was a puppy with a wagging tail. The look on my face as if asking if I'd done good.You rested on your knees, and reached out to grab my thigh. It tensing immediately,. "Yup," said Michael. "Some people just can't take a joke." You're just too soaked to dry off here," said Angie. "My apartment's only a couple of minutes from here. You're about my boyfriend's size, and he keeps some of his clothes at my place. I'll lend them to you." Michael expressed his gratitude, and followed Angie out of the pub, his ego deflated by his public humiliation.As Angie had promised, the walk was very short, but the cool October wind cut through his thin, wet clothing, and he was. I found some real jerks (do they really think sending a photo of an erection, maybe not even theirs, turns a woman on?), but also some really interesting men to type at. Chats often veered from erotic. One man -- I'll call him Carl -- learned of my academic research interests in adolescent psychology and mentioned a case he was involved with that touched on that. It's a small world and I knew about the case; an academic friend and one of my co-authors was his expert witness. I talked with my. "It looks like they're in the mood for trying new things. A man can have a lot of fun with that if he plays his cards right." Huh?" I asked, not having the slightest idea what he was talking about."Just go with the flow," he told me, giving a wink. "Let the currents of the evening take you where they will."With these mystic words echoing in my ear, I got up and went after them. I caught up out in the backyard where they had found Jeff and Rhonda, both of whom were smokers."Thanks," Maureen was.