I figured I was getting smarter. This morning I wouldn't shower, then get sweaty."Sounds good." Robbie hesitated. She wasn't sure about something. It ...idn't happen often, but I could tell."Yes?" I prompted."Uh, tonight, with Darlene..." Unh huh?" Be gentle. I think she's a..." No way. I have a very open mind. I believe in leprechauns, Santa Claus, and the Loch Ness Monster. But an eleventh grade cherry cheerleader, that boggles the mind." I never thought you went in for stereotypes." I don't,". "I do hope that you will come back again so that I may enjoy that truly wonderful cock of yours," he added, as we stood at the side door before I left. He reached out and put his hand on my crotch area, and even though I'd just unloaded a considerable amount of cum (just a matter of no more than, maybe, 20 minuets earlier, my cock began to stir once again!We were probably over twenty years different in our ages, and I had to admit that Marvin wasn't exactly a 'handsome' guy, he was short and. She whispered fervently in my ear. “If you want to finish that,” she pointed at my cock that was getting harder by the second, “then meet me in the bathroom as soon as she passes.” then she got up and went to the bathroom behind out row. I barely had time to stuff my rod into my pants and cover it with some sky mall magazine before she came with the drink cart. She looked at me, then the magazine on my pants, and I could tell she was trying not to laugh. “Drink, sir?” I shook my head, praying. She fucked each of them no less than 10 or 12 times each during that period of time we lived there. She also fucked the young guy she met at the bar who had a motorcycle at the last place we lived. She only fucked him one more time from what I understand. There is one very specific memorable sexcapade she had while living at that same duplex. Its definitely worth going into a few details on this one. I used to play poker with the guys fairly regularly. This one particular Saturday night, my.