After we had eaten the cholesterol-laden fry up in what I thought was companionable silence, Claire put on a serious face.“I’m sorry, Clark. You�...re a really nice guy and I had a really nice time last night. But I’m afraid you just didn’t do anything for me. I didn’t get off while we were fucking. How small is that thing anyway, three inches?”“And a half,” I corrected, not that the extra half inch made any difference in the circumstances.“We can still be friends, right? Anything else would be. Once she was seated she let out a gasp, then said, “Fuck, you are amazing, but it is time for you to cum mister. I need your cum in me.”While she fucked him, riding him hard, he sucked her nipples and squeezed her ass. But now he knew he was getting close to cumming and told her. This made her bounce up and down faster and harder.Bill was close and Gabby was already starting to cum, “Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk I’m cumming again”This put Bill over the top and started shooting rope after rope of his. "Much as anywhere." No folks?"She shook her head. "I came over indentured, five years ago." You don't sound English?" I said, remembering that very few women came that way in the last decade or so."Irish, I was," she said with a smile. "Now I'm American." You have friends in the city?" I do," she said, smiling. "Mostly men." Well," I allowed, "let's do a few more miles before dark." It seemed like a good suggestion at the time, and I looked forward to wrapping her in my blanket roll and having. ‘I’ll understand if you don’t want what I’m offering but perhaps you should look before you decide.’ Sinclair glanced towards the direction that Reardon had turned. Sinclair felt an instant bolt of awareness run through him straight into his cock leaving him hard and uncomfortable. A smelly little man brought the most exquisite creature Sinclair had ever seen over to their table. What was Reardon doing with such a treasure? Forcing himself to appear nonchalant Sinclair spoke to everyone and.