" It takes him longer to work it up from soft to hard to coming," Kathy said. "And when he gets there, it's just this huge surge comes up from his bal...s and out the end, like a huge wave, and then there are about five or six or so waves after that, each on a little less than the one before it. And then," she held up her finger and let it drop down. "Snore!" She giggled at my wry look."So is it better?" No!" We both blurted out simultaneously, then turned to each other and laughed.Johanna. The first thirty minutes were just showing Ben and Beth around the house and the patio. Ben remarked how great our patio was, but wondered about the heat later in the summer. I told him I had an idea for the real hot days so I wasn't worried.Ben and Beth sat at the bar on our new cushioned bar stools, enjoying their favorite drinks. Sue joined us having her favorite rum and Diet Coke with some lime.More and more of our friends kept showing up. All of them dressed in nice clothes. Glenda had put. She had no fondness for Sam’s mimicking of Norman Wisdom, Spencer Tracey or Humphrey Bogart, and Sam had difficulty in truly understanding the appeal of Robert de Niro or Harrison Ford. They shared very few cultural pleasures. He really did not enjoy Marc Bolan, Al Stewart or Rod Stewart. The Beatles was probably as modern as his taste in music ever progressed. And much as he enjoyed Elvis Presley and Buddy Holly, he preferred Frank Sinatra and Tony Bennet. Sentimental fool that he was, Sam. As he told me he put his hands on my hips. I took both of his hands in mine and pulled him up against me then placd his hands on my boobs. Then I pushed my but up against him so I could feel him get hard. He didn't disapoint me. He walked me to the bedroom so he could show me the view from there and it was just as impressive. I could feel an itch comming on that there was only one way to scratch. He faced me and started to unbutton my blouse and I unbuttoned his shirt exposing his chest and I.