These days phones=cameras, and I just not need that sort of headache. I head straight over to the men's room and walk inside. The urinals are empty (...or a change), but the stalls are full. You can usually count on at least one guy, idly stroking his meat and looking around. A lot of these guys aren't into touching; they just want to show off what they've got. That's cool. I like to look. I walk in the direction of the stalls, scraping my feet as I go (Unwritten Rule #1: Make Noise. Let. "Isn't it a bit... soon?" You don't get to decide the right time for us to have kids," Sarah said."Most couples wait until they both have jobs before thinking of having kids." You have zero right to comment on my employment history." Not intending to give me a chance to respond, Sarah stood up to leave, but before she could walk away from our table, Rayya grabbed her hand."Can you two stop arguing with each other for five minutes?" When we made no gesture to indicate that we could stop arguing. He released the cock from his mouth briefly. "Did you like that Justin?" Yeah... that was cool!" Mmm. I liked it too. Would you like me to pee on you?"Justin looked down and pursed his lips in thought, then shrugged. He seemed wracked with indecision, and Blake watched, silently, as the wheels turned. Finally, he responded. "Sure, why not? Do you want me to get on the bed?" Nope... you can stay right there. I'll pee on your butt."Justin giggled merrily. "Okay."Actually Blake wasn't sure if he. I had to jump in. “Fake orgasms! Are you telling me…”Donnie hit me in the ribs. “Andrew, you are such a worry wart. If you think we’ve been faking all these years then we deserve one of Joanne Woodward’s Academy Awards.”Dee Dee kissed me sweetly on the cheek. “No, Andrew, we’ve never had to fake it with you. Sweetheart, I seriously doubt that any woman would fake multiple orgasms. Please don’t think you have to work harder to please us. You will kill us.”I was mollified, I guess. “So you’re.