He took the hint and twisted his body a bit, without breaking off from his ministrations on Helen's pussy. I reached into his jeans and wrapped my fin...ers around the shaft of his cock. Hard as rock, I swear it was fatter and about an inch bigger than it had been when I'd seen it before. I glanced up at where he was still licking, teasing Helen, and I tried to remember how he licked a pussy, and copied every stroke. Long, slow licks up the underside of his cock. Little flickering butterfly. The city felt so alive, gay even. Music seemed to flow from every direction. Back-to-back I heard "All the Young Girls Love Alice," "YMCA," "Lola," and "Walk on the Wild Side." But the most boisterous reaction came when strains of "It's Raining Men" lilted through Washington Square Park. Men, both young and old, razor thin and portly, formed a conga line, skipping and prancing around the iconic fountain to the adulation of on-lookers. It was a hot, humid day, so how so many men could cavort. I think that she likes me a little. I'm going to be making calls and traveling from time to time. I might need you to help me with some arrangements." Paul, I think that's wonderful!" Marge exclaimed. "Why the big secret? Is there something ... you know... ?" Oh, no! She's single and unattached, as I am. Unattached, that is, except to our jobs. We would just like to keep things low-key. It's easier that way. There is a little complication right now that's not of our making. She works for the. He was an older guy and having to hang on to his clothes put him at a disadvantage, that and of course the fact that he was totally unprepared for someone coming to the girl’s rescue so unexpectedly. Anyway, after a few lucky hits he decided to call it quits, slipped past me and ran out of the door, downstairs and out into the night. By then my adrenaline was really pumping and I would have taken off after him but the girl restrained me and later, wouldn’t even let me call the cops, which.