They arrived late afternoon. The receptionist was a petite blond who looked vaguely familiar to Ed. She said that Harry would meet them in the bar aft...r they had checked into their rooms.After unpacking, they headed to the bar where Harry was waiting. Ed greeted him warmly. Steve shook hands.“Welcome to Harry’s Hidden Lodge.” Harry turned to the barman, “Drinks are on the house tonight, Just tell Tom what you would like.” Tom stood 6 foot three, with curly blond hair. He looked more like a. Mark buys the first drinks and is amazed that Michelle asks for a pint bottle of Sam Smiths “Taddy” an old recipe porter. He tries a taste and finds the burnt malt and hops taste to be overwhelming, and orders a small bottle of Budweiser. She laughs at him and tells him that her husband refers to it as Butt Wiper.They settle into some seats and begin to peruse the menu, both settling on a steamed steak and ale pudding with boiled potatoes, seasonal vegetables and gravy. Chatting over the meal,. When I sat on the couch or on a chair, I always pulled up a leg or sat cross-legged to expose myself to Sam. I became so accustomed to sitting this way that while reading on the couch one of our son’s high school friends walked by and I did not even notice. That boy could not look me in the eye, but always had a smile on his face when he came over. Whenever we were alone, Sam would cup the lower part of my ass and try to slide his cock into me anytime I was on my tiptoes getting something out. She planted a little kiss on the tip of my cock and gave the underside a lick, then opened her mouth and gently slid it half way down over my quickly hardening six and a half inches. Her lips kept tight contact around my shaft but her teeth never touched my now firm erection. She started moving up and down on me and each time only my cockhead remained in her mouth she would swirl her tongue around the tip. She really knew how to give a great BJ.Moving so one leg was on either side of my head.