Then slowly I lowered my mouth onto his shaft and took in all the way to the base. I felt the hairs tickle my nose. I felt him arch his pelvis and I k...ew he wanted me to really suck him off. I held his shaft, then started to go a little faster, then a little harder, then a little deeper. His cock throbbed and grew more as I sucked it. I felt his balls tighten and I knew he was close. His moans turned to guttural sounds as I gave his balls a squeeze. I felt his explosion come and I was ready to. In preceding months, a few of his mates had spent a little too much time in the toilets, allegedly with upset stomachs. Yeah… right!Alone, at last, Bobby was able to focus on the talent at hand. There was a stocky guy with a bulge in his jeans that immediately garnered his attention. The stocky stud was really packing and Bobby could feel his saliva glands beginning to work overtime.‘That’s a cock that needs a gob-slob,’ Bobby ruminated, as he approached. Stocky’s name was Chuck. ‘Fuck yeah,’. His lips formed around a slight, off-key whistle, and his hands worked to remove the exposed film from its container.Above, Lynn remained as if rooted to the spot where she stood. Her mind jumped crazily and abruptly from the frustration and shame she had just been through in the cockpit with Harry, and settled with fearful finality on this new development: Hans had been taking pictures while she and Harry... Oh no, what do I do now? For one split second Lynn had a vision of herself in hell,. “She is so shocked about how Jim’s attitude has changed lately. It appears he is all in about having this baby and he wants to fuck her in the ass, which he never wanted to do.”I just chuckled and smiled at Cathy. “I am glad I could help them out of their rut.”She looked at me somewhat confused and then finally asked, “What the hell did you say to him when you guys were at the grill?”I shrugged and then said, “Nothing much, just how great a wife he had and how she was so receptive to trying new.