I asked what happened with Bill during their last dance since she came back all flustered. She said he had slipped his hand inside her bra while they ...anced and his cock had felt huge pressed against her stomach. I kissed her telling her to enjoy the night after all we were never going to see them again.I told her to go to the ladies room and takeoff her bra so next time he would have full access to her tits she said "you can't be serious!" I said why not you got pretty hot last night after you. “It’s not much more than the flourish,” she says. “Thank God my handwriting’s so lousy. But I’ll have to use the same flourish for you, so you’re getting a new signature.”I understand nothing of this at all, but she begins making a different kind of drawing with the stylus, and takes long before she is satisfied. She works long past the time when we usually eat, and then again the next day. We do not mate in the night, she is tired and goes almost immediately to sleep.It is late in the second. He held his new friend's hand as he stood, and soon felt a gentle tug as it was used to support the larger man that stood next to him. He, however, made no such attempt to hide his bulge, the thick member outlined clearly through his pants. Gripping his hand, Brian led him along like a lost dog. He pushed directly into the bushes behind the bench, leading the man a short distance to a very small, secluded spot among the foliage. There was very little light, and the only sound was a soft breeze. Another lonely night was in store for me, perhaps I’ll finish reading my book tonight, play a video game, or maybe after I eat my dinner I’ll go online and find some good stories on my favorite erotica sites. Perhaps I’d think of you while I stroked myself, thinking about your lips stretched around my thick shaft as your head bobbed up and down on it, or imagine you moaning, screaming out my name as you writhed beneath me while I filled you with my cock. I chuckled at myself, one look at you.