He wipes his forehead. “Oh yeah.” I pour him a glass of lemonade from the refrigerator and lead him into the living where it’s cooler. Frank sit... on my couch, bare to the waist and wearing those khaki shorts that show off his butt so well. He sips the lemonade and tries to eye me up and down without me noticing, but I do. He is still a little sweaty from the work on my fence and it glistens on his chest. “I really want to thank you for fixing that hole in the fence, Frank,” I say, then let my. My guess at his age was about fifty-five. He was five foot nine and looked to be over weight. He was wearing a robe, dark green in color so I couldn’t really tell. Brandy introduced me to him and he cordially thanked me for coming. When the service started I found out he was a very good speaker. He was not preacher he was a teacher and yes I really did enjoy his sermon.On our way home I said to Brandi, “Does he always wear the robe.”She said, “I don’t have any Idea, I have only seen him in. " Sounds like fun," Mary told her with a laugh. "I like sports. In fact, I was the head cheerleader my senior year of college. Chris' dad was captain of the football and baseball teams."She hesitated a moment, then grinned as she poured each of them a tall glass of wine. "I used to get so hot, if you know what I mean," she said, blushing slightly, "that I couldn't wait for the game to get over." After doing all those splits and flips I thought I would go nuts waiting for Doug to take his shower. There is something very arousing to see the changes in your lover's face during sex. Some where more expressive than others. I spat in my hand and rubbed it onto engorged cock and then gently prepping Jake's asshole--the muscles were no longer timid and tense but very open and welcoming. With one one hand kneading Jake's cock and the other holding onto my cock and poised to penetrate. I wanted to savor the moment for as long as possible. I imagined Jake and ALan in a similar position and then.