I hadn't masturbated in two weeks and this abstinence brought on a far more a more sensitive experience. I felt his other hand reach underneath me and...awet finger push against my tight anus. Once in, the finger probed deeper and deeper until it could go no further. I stiffened and gave a loud moaning cry as the cum boiled up from within to explode into Bill's mouth. The othermen in front of us looked around and smiled at me. After coming down from my glorious orgasm, I noticed Bill's cock was. ”“Shhh. Here they are,” Sara said, waving her hands. A moment later, the pair of 60-somethings walked in with open arms.“Lawrence! What a day! What a place!” boomed Nicholas Moore, a semi-retired FedEx executive now based in St. Louis. “I have never dreamed of such a place, being stuck in the Midwest all these years.”“Please enjoy your time here,” I said with a slap on the back. At the same moment, his bride of 40 years, Suzanne, wrapped me in a hug that could have taken down a smaller man. I. . I place my hand in, smoothing his chest... 'now why don't we just kiss and make up.' I look invitingly into his eyes then put my lips to his.He softly gasps, comprehending my offer. We kiss; soft exploring kisses. His hands go hesitantly round my waist and tug me. I instantly melt against him.Now our kiss has passion causing my lust to surge.Pulling from his embrace, my wrap parts, rendering me semi-naked.His hands move ravenously over my body, momentarily fulfilling an old yearning.I will. I told him it sounded ok to me but I also had a rule that being the men had to be bisexual. We both agreed to try it some weekend.The following Friday I was in for another surprise as we left work early together. John left work turning the wrong way. I told him we were going the wrong way to be going home. He told me we had a quick stop to make first. We drove for about a half-hour and pulled into this rather sleazy looking building with a parking lot semi full of cars. I saw a sign that said.