Once inside we closed the door and checked out our surrounding. On the wall in front was obviously a screen with buttons beside it, on the wall beside...it was a paper towel dispenser, on the floor was a bin filled was used paper towel and spent condoms. The smell of drying semen filled the booth and I half expected my wife to leave, but she turned back to the screen. Pushing on the buttons the first movie started; a woman on her back with some guy fucking her solidly whilst she rubbed her pussy. And to tell the truth, I was a little wound up myself. It’s not every day that a gun gets pulled on you, and not have it bother you even when you know its unloaded.I tried reading from another of my books, the Wonderland stories. But there wasn’t the same enthusiasm. Relatively early, everybody drifted to their beds. That is except for myself and Nigel. We retreated to the kitchen. I spent that night with my shotgun firmly in hand. I showed Nigel my “special” jerk load. Rock salt and bacon. The men who approached him often knew who he was and they had special requests inspired by having seen him already with a cock or two in his ass. If he was feeling horny enough he’d go along. The women who approached him rarely knew who he was. When one of them did, though, boy was he in for it. Some of these women had toys that dwarfed any real cock and they were determined to use them on him.But what was Beef really looking for? Certainly not a love life where his role was to re-enact his. As I move my body behind her I pull her hips closer to me. On her knees I let my tongue, wet with saliva, glide across her smooth ass and onto her wet pussy. Another, longer moan escapes her lips as I bury my face into her, my tongue licking her and exploring her as my hands slowly message her ass checks and gently spread them apart, exposing her to me. I almost explode in my pants, my penis is hard and twitching, so I use one hand to undo my pants and let them drop to my knees. I position.