WHACK! WHACK! Leonscreamed, but his cock did not go down. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!? Finally, Leonburst into tears and his cock showed some signs of weakin..., and finally becamea limp noodle in his wife?s hands. Leonsobbed heavily as Marjorie lectured him. ?Can?t you control yourself, Leon?Must you constantly want to fuck everything that moves? Aren?t you embarrassedto be seen by one of the associates at your firm, behaving in this ridiculousfashion?? Marjorie began stroking Leon?sflaccid, wounded. By the time we returned to the house, we were two of the last people to arrive, aside from the birthday girl. It wasn't a surprise party, but Tina had to wait until Margaret left for work. Tina knew that if her mother found out what was happening she would hit the roof. For that same reason, we only decorated the inside of the house, on the off chance Margaret might suss out what we were doing.While we waited, everyone stood around chatting. The girls were all nice enough to spend some time. All I could think then was how awesome it was to finally be actually sucking a cock and how much I liked doing it.“He then fucked the hell out of me. We started out doing it doggy and I loved it. He kept pounding and pounding me, and it definitely hurt more than I had anticipated, but I couldn't believe how good it felt at the same time. He then rolled me over to missionary, began stroking me while he fucked my ass, and I came like nothing I had ever experienced before—I mean I just kept. I went to school there from the 1953 to '59. By the sixth grade, before we moved away, I had been literally every place in the school, except one. It took me a full fifteen years to finally see that one last place. No, it wasn't the girls' locker room; I'd seen that in fifth grade!In the last year of graduate school I made a pilgrimage to my boyhood town. I figured that it might be the last time I would ever have chance to revisit it. That assessment was sound, for I never have had such.