I wanted to go slow, but as the tip slipped in instinct took over and I thrust forward. Claire smiled, met my thrust, and then held me in place."How d...es it feel to be a man?" she asked, leaning up to suck on my earlobe.I tried to reply, but anything beyond moans was entirely beyond me. Sensing my need, she started guiding my hips."Harder," she demanded in a husky voice.I could feel sweat drip down my back in the warm fall air as the glen rang with the rhythmic pulse of our union. Claire seemed. She soaped herself thoroughly and dried off quickly. She wrapped the towel around herself and returned to the locker room.Kara saw that Suzy was gone, probably waiting in the lobby or in the car. Then the realization hit her. The workout bag with all her clothes was gone too! Kara knew it was hopeless but asked the other women anyway, "Did you see what happened to my stuff?" The other girl," said one of the women, "took the gym bag and said to tell you she had to leave."That bitch! Kara. Not long after eating and before they headed out to the firework show Jane came over to Patrick and said, "So, how you doing?" Good. And you?" he said as calmly as he could muster."Good too. Uhm, are you okay? With me being here?" she asked shyly.He turned to Jane reached out his hand and placed it on her arm and said with a fair amount of shock in his voice, "What a thing to ask. I'm glad your here." The words just came out of nowhere. Even if he knew what he was going to say he truly believed. He braced a hand against the counter to hold his weight, took his dick in his hand and began to stroke himself. He didn’t need to try to think of her. There was nothing else in his mind. Her hair lifting off her neck. One sandal sliding against her other leg. A single fingertip tugging at the plump center of her ripe lips.His eyes rolled back as he pulled harder. Those lips… he could almost feel them on his throbbing cock. See his hands in her rich hair, hear her voice as she urged him on. He.