But I also was writing poetry. Of course, I was certain to make sure the words could be set to music if someone so desired.Outside of the shower, I pr...bably hadn't sung a dozen times since I left my home state. I would participate in the family Christmas caroling, of course, but I had no desire to be in public again.I did read a couple of my poems in a coffee house in Boston. They received high praise from the patrons but they did not achieve my primary purpose — to get horizontal with a member. .I grab my cock and begin to wank as she reaches out to hold the edge of the desk to steady herself before the fabric of the tights hit my mouth……………she kneels down, my head between her thighs….the pussy mound pressed hard onto my nose, so my nose is rubbing her clit and her full pussy lips on my mouth……she pushes her weight onto my mouth and I feel the pressure increase as she begins to face sit me…….I am pulling on my thick hard cock and you are watching as she smoothers me……..you watch as. Vic was dancing with her, and I couldsee she was getting a little unsteady on her feet. Iwatched him steer her towards the door and then, stilldancing, out of the room. Almost immediately, I saw Royalso leaving the room, and of course it was easy toguess what was going on. I decided to follow.Across the hall, another door was open, and the lightwas on. I moved across and glanced in. It was abedroom, and Vic and Roy together were both dancing, orrather swaying, with Doris. They had her jammed. Again she nodded and reached towards his waistband. As her fingers unfastened the button on his shorts he asked another question, “Do you and your Grandpa like to make love?” To that she grinned and didn’t reply other than to nod and tug his zipper down to allow his growing erection the freedom to escape the confines of his shorts. She licked over her lip and leaned towards him ready to prove her willingness to be a member. He stopped her forward motion and stood up, his shorts falling around.