"I'm ready to move on to luscious blow jobs." That's a crude name for it," I growled. "She has class." Okay," my penis twitched. "I'm ready to move on...to luscious suck jobs. You've felt her tongue in your mouth. Now it's my turn." Ohhhh damn," I groaned. "Why do you do this to me?" Other way around, Sport." I don't know how a penis can sound superior, but mine did. "It's your thoughts I work off of, in case you've forgotten."Just to spite him I pulled him out, thought about Chris' tongue, and. I was going to cum on Jessicas face whether she was awake or asleep. I needed her to feel my warmth the way I did hers. I was so close. I let go of her hand holding my tit and pinched her nose again. Her tongue darted out and touched my hole. I let go of her nose and she relaxed. I pinched it closed again and when I knew her tongue was going to come out I ground down on it. It was glorious. So glorious. I had imagined this moment for years and now I was so close. I rolled on my back and pulled. On the other hand, I managed a personal best score of 83. Bowling wasn't my sport. I had fun anyway in spite of the teasing by Trent, Julie and Ashley. We finished our games around nine o'clock.When we got in the mini-van, Trent asked, "We have some time before we have to go home. Do you girls want to find a place with some privacy so we can park and make out and stuff?"Ashley agreed immediately. It took a little coaxing, but Julie agreed too. I directed Trent south to the dirt road I knew. " "I tried." "Lets go into the bedroom. I know the ideal way to start this holiday." "Before we do that, there's something else I'd like to show you." "Okay." I walked over to the French doors and opened them. "Take a look out here." Jeanne and I stepped out onto the balcony. The River Walk was nine stories below us. People were sitting in sidewalk bistros sipping margaritas and beer. Others were walking along the sidewalks that flanked the river. The shops, restaurants and hotels were all.