He suddenly stopped and got up, letting my feet fall to the floor.“NO! MORE!” cried out to him. I wanted to cum so bad. I hated him for stopping. ...��That’s right. Beg for it.” He said with a smile. I let out an exasperated cry as I reached down and began working my clit with my own finger.Jay grabbed both my hands and held them over my head. “I said beg for it.” He barked close to my mouth.“Oh. Please. Jay Please!” I cried out to him. I couldn’t believe that I was there begging this guy to suck. She was flirting with one, a tall, skinny guy with brown hair."I'm Dutch Blucher, and I can lick any man in this bar!" The challenge was given in a bellow that even managed to be heard above the TV. Just about everything stopped as we watched the challenger walk across the room. He stood about 6 foot 5, most of it muscle, all of it mean. He had black hair, cut short like a soldier's; two bushy eyebrows scrunched together over half-closed eyes. His nose looked like it was broken at least a. We were taken to a table where the plant managers were sitting along with their wives and Jean.Jean was the daughter of the senior manager and was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen. I sat across the table from her as we all talked shop. She knew her stuff about welding. I guess her dad was like mine and taught her everything he knew about welding. The only thing she was not was a guy. Dad wanted a son, but got a girl. I found out later that it took a while for him to get used to. Debbie wasted no time in reaching out and grabbing the shaft of my hard-throbbing cock and turning so that Benji could see, she gently squeezed it and pulled the skin back letting a little precum leak out the top which she then rubbed in with her thumb sending shivers down my spine.“Take your shorts off” she said to Benji and he happily obliged and now Debbie was on cloud nine having two erect cocks at her disposal. “Here, have a feel” she said and Ben was a bit reluctant at first until I told.