Whichever position I was playing, I enjoyed the phenomena.Beth asked the obvious question: “Who are you doing this with?”Several companion questio...s also made it into the mix: “How often?” “What does Doc think about all of this?” Could Chloe and I join you?”On a three-day weekend all six of us arranged for time off from the hospital, clinic, and any other commitments. Early Saturday morning we met and were off to Key West in my yacht the Paradigm Shift. Jake had just come off a thirty-six hour. ." The glove had pinched harder on his nipple,twisting it slightly. "I'm sure the magic can be undone, I am still me,after all. Uhhhh..." The other glove had reached down and was lightlytracing up and down the inside of his sensitive thighs. "And everyattempt to fight it has been easily defeated, and I'm exhausted andtired, and trapped. And Jesus! This feels good." A hand went down to rubhis balls lightly with silk fingers.Paul relaxed back and closed his eyes as the gloves did their work.. I sat and watched the sun set and sent messages on my phone.At 8:45 the room phone rang, which startled me, as they never ring.It was Kasey."We are not coming to you," she said. Then a pause. "But you can come to us. 364." And she put the phone down.Would I go? Of course. Was I confident? No. They could be planning anything. They could be intending to sit on my face and suffocate me, which had a bizarre sort of appeal. Or they could try to fuck me to death, each, in turn, demanding I rattle. Now let me take care of you!", I suggested. Sliding my tool into the waiting hole. Mike toke a sharp breath in as I slowly pressed forward. I wrapped an arm around him. And Mike placed his hands on the bar in front of him. After a few moments, I was all the way inside the man. Who now openly moaned in pleasure of the unexpected back-door entrance of my cock. The bartender laughed his head off pouring us two large whiskeys. I stood quietly behind Mike. My cock balls-deep in his ass for a good 5.