That, I feel quite sure, is me done. Maybe in winter, I’d come thrice, four times, who knows? But in this heat, I feel sated. Once I’m showered an... retrieve the boxers and t-shirt I’ve barely worn all night, I join the others in the bar room. Many of the guys have gone home already, it seems, and the vibe has gotten distinctly more relaxed as the evening gets into wind-down mode. A small party has sprung up at the round table, with our hostess and two of the female participants there to balance. His lycra covered hands grabbed his lycra covered cock. He tugged his cock like a mad man. Up and down went his hand as he embraced his cock. He never gave his cock a chance to be still as he tugged his cock harder and harder. Showing his cock no mercy, he growled "I am going to fucking cum in this suit!"Staring in shock and arousal, Tammy watched him jerk off with such vigor. "Oh yes he is going to soil his suit with cum. Its so arousing it's making me wet again." The smell of his pre cum. I kiss and nibble the insides of her thighs, my eyes are fixed on her blossomed sex. I gently blow a soft breath across her wet lips, and with her legs in the air, I see her ass and pussy clinch. A raspy groan echoes between cold the walls of the kitchen. With her lips so swollen and engorged, I can see right into her soul. I push my tongue inside her, fucking her with my mouth, drinking her, lapping at her. “Oh fucking hell you taste so good.” My mouth feeds on her. I suck her clit between my. LuAnne was listening. She nodded her head. ‘It’s true. He is one of the ‘good guys’, Cora. I’ve known him for two years. If I were in your shoes, I would take him up on the offer.’ For several minutes, Cora looked at the business card, at David’s face and back to the card. ‘Are you married, Mr. Miller?’ ‘No, I divorced the Wicked Witch of the West some years ago. Since I travel nearly all the time, I don’t get to meet many people except for my customers. As for social relationships, it is not.