Agreeing on a time, we entered our respective condos. Jason came in a short time later with our supplies. Telling him about Marty and Mary's invitatio... while we packed, of course his first question was what did Mary look like. I withheld the information on looks and age, telling him he could use the day to excersize his imagination.Jason groaned that, that meant Mary was either beautiful or a walrus from the main beach. I took no pity on his pleas of, 'Please, please, please, please tell me.'. He pushed further in until I gagged. He withdrew and turned to his back, moving my head with him. He told me to move my mouth up and down while using my tongue. I did so for a short time until he moved my head away, jerked a few times and shot his load onto his belly. It was amazing to see while I was inches away. I continued looking at the magazine, paying close attention to guys getting fucked. After he recovered, I asked if he ever tried that to which he replied “no”. There was a long pause. Maybe I was trying to grasp the totality of this person.Man, she’s so pretty and yet she looks so vulnerable now. And she’s my age; I don’t want her to get hardened by what she’s been doing for money. And then there was the fact that she had just busted my cherry. In all of the weirdness of that evening, that hadn’t registered with me yet.I said, “I suppose we’ve seen some things in each other, I mean our hidden dark sides.”“What you saw, that wasn't really me.”“Then who is the real you? A. Finally, Warren looked at his watch and said that we'd better get going. He stuck out his hand and my husband vigorously shook it and wished us to have a good evening.Jim reminded me of our agreement and Warren agreed to honor it. I saw a momentary look of disappointment cross Jim's face. I kissed him goodbye and asked if he wanted me to call him when we got to where we were going. "No," he said, "I just want you to enjoy yourself." Then my husband told me he wanted a word with Warren in.