I suppose that it was inevitable that one of us would ask the other if we could touch each other.........I put my hand round his stiff cock and gently...wanked him. I did not want him to cum to quickly. He reached forward and started to stroke my cock. It was great to feel another man's hand on my cock as he moved it up and down, pulling my foreskin over my wet helmet. Steve's tool was about the same length as mine but slightly less thick. He was also uncut.We were both getting close and decided. ”I could feel Alan’s body begin to strain and surge as he cock started erupting.Tony practically shouted, “Alan, pull back and jack your cock to spurt all over her face.”I didn’t expect that, but then I felt his cum spurting on my lips, nose and all over my face.When Alan finished, Tony handed a towel to me to clean up, then said, “Betty, that was very good. Take a short break We have some coffee ready, but if you prefer, we have a bar for hard drinks.”I looked at Alan’s cock. Again it was. So with that failure my desire was securely locked away in my head, allowed out only when I could slip away to play alone with my feeldoe. I imagined my wife on the other end but after my orgasm the thoughts were again locked up tight.I have, over the years, amassed a considerable collection of butt plugs, dildoes, prostate stimulators and anal masturbating toys. I often wear a plug when my wife and I make love so she is aware and has become more comfortable with my "ass fascination" over time.. Han believes there are no others like us out there. I don’t. Coyote doesn’t either. My race is in danger of dying out because of the choices they made. To live in the isolated cocoon of the woods and the rural countryside of a nonexistent Indiana town instead of venturing out into the reality of the world that exists around them. I think their fears hold them bound to that place and nothing else. The risk of losing the tie to pack magic keeps them rooted to the spot. I feel the magic and the.