"I ... you ... you're naked." Gee, thanks Captain Obvious.She smiled, moved down me, and pulled my underwear off. "So're you."I remembered at that poi...t the movie Silver Streak, starring Gene Wilder, Jill Clayburg, and Richard Pryor. One of the characters, a fat and obnoxious man claiming to be a vitamin salesman, called himself Bob Sweet. Bob Sweet had said "Something about the motion of a train makes a girl horny."I guess that was the case here.I swallowed. I tried to think of something to. My dick was diamonds. Time seemed to slow to a crawl and I started taking it all in, watching each page in her cruel grasp to see a glimpse of pussy being shredded right across the crack, or bullseye right across a nipple. What the fuck? Why was watching this woman shredding my porn doing this to me? I could not believe that this could possibly do anything but make me cry. But I was far from crying I was desperately trying to hold in my excitment.I'd only really recently begun actually. .. he didn't seem interested in "me" as a "sexx thang..." he was just... well... fukin' lonely. believe me, i can tell...so i softly stomped over to him (fukin' towering over him a at least a foot) and sweetly asked what he was up to."just trying to stop sweating!" he was truly indeed pouring the sweat."it can be fukin' steamy back here..." my double entendre was TOTALLY wasted... he kept looking in his booth. so i leaned in and looked in too. there it was: a "keg" cup shoved into the glory. "The blond kept massaging the exposed ball sack."Ohhhhhh!" Mark blurted out.Mark looked down his chest. The older man had one hand rubbing Mark's soft, young chest fur, while his other hand was pulling at Mark's hard dick. Between his spread legs, a blond Adonis was groping his scrotum. Mark couldn't believe it: He had two men – men! – running their hands all over him. All over him.He was delirious from lust. He wanted more. He longed for more."Do you mind putting some lotion on me?" the blond.