" I said the second day he worked at the plant.He took my hand in his and replied, "Pleased to meat you Dave."We talked a bit as we lined up to punch ...n and headed to our work areas.During morning break we talked at the picnic tables out in back of the main building. Jack had been referred by another gay man who had worked at the plant for several years. He had aced his interview with short fat Jim our foreman. That was how I knew he was gay, not to mention after blowing Jim the previous. He strokes and caresses and tugs and tweaks until I feel myself melting, cream pooling deep in my core. "Touch yourself." I hear him murmur as his mouth sucks in my earlobe. My hands move from my sides and towards my breasts. His quiet voice stops me."Not there. Your pussy. I want to fondle your breasts while you stroke yourself. I want to feel your nipples form into buds as you finger your clit. I want to suck the juices off your fingers. No. Off your nipples after you rub them on your. Jacob continued to stroke his throbbing cock during his quick assent of the stairs. The sound of the water masked any creek he may make and he was able to find the perfect vantage point to watch her in the mirror without her seeing him in the shadows. Her fingers gliding over her body thrilled him so much that he had to force himself to stay still. The lotion application almost made him enter the bathroom and end the charade but Jacob was nervous and didn’t want to rush because of a sudden. By the end of the shower, Donald is at attention, and Emma is weak in her knees. Together they hurry back to the van to fall on the bed, ready to consummate their mutual lust. Donald’s throbbing member is up into Emma’s vag deeply in seconds. Both are heaving a sigh of contentment from feeling each other in this way.They have hours now until the rest of the beach stirs for the day, so pumping slowly, rhythmically, Donald plunges in and out of Emma. Both are letting out moans as he does..