" But I'm not some homo." No, you're still straight. After all, you just had sex as a woman, with a man. That's perfectly all right, even for your eas...ly bruised ego."And just to prove it, she started sliding in and out once again, becoming erect as Norman began gasping. Afterward, she fell asleep, leaving Norman to ponder the whole situation by himself. He had no idea how he got into this mess, but he was absolutely sure Kate did. But he was intrigued by the sensations he was feeling even as. It didn’t work my fingers were useless. So I dropped them down to his slacks. I managed to rip the button off his slacks, but the zipper stayed closed. I used my ankles to pull him closer, making my fingers take his zipper down. He was pushing his hips into my hands. I was feeling the shaft of his cock trying to find freedom. His knees were bent enough I was finally able to free his cock. It came flying out bouncing into the air. I was able to see it a half second before his mouth covered. He wore glasses, and had a trimmed beard that was a shadelighter than the hair on his head. His hands were large, with a couple of band-aids on his knuckles, and his nose was just a little too bigfor the rest of his face. Overall, I'd have to say he was handsome, in a rugged kind of way.See, my tastes have never run toward the pretty boys, or those that some other girls might describe as "studs". I mostly like older guys, and I like them pretty plain. Maybe it's me but while I enjoy looking at. I didn't pick it up after the show because of the arrival of Cancun and getting injured.Bethany reached behind her back. As she brought her hand forward I realized she was holding my flute case. "I made sure to pick it up after you were injured."I carefully took the flute from her hands. Once I was holding it in my left hand I threw my right arm around Bethany's neck and pulled her down for a kiss. "You are too good to me," I swore. "You always make sure that I have what I need."Bethany reached.