I fucking love precum.And he was near gushing it. So I immediately opened my mouth and grabbedonto the shape of his shaft with my lips and let my ton...ue begin roaming,sucking up as much of the delirious syrup as I could. And there was lots!Unsatisfied with tasting it through the lycra, I ran my nails down hischest and then grabbed hold of the top of his speedos. He lifted his hipsand allowed me my great joy, watching that incredible symbol ofmasculinity and sexuality show itself, standing up. She said it reminded her of the first time she had touched my dick eight years earlier. It was, she said, like some kind of an electric shock went through the denim from his cock to her fingers.And she liked it.She let her hand linger on his cock as she innocently looked down to see what she was touching. Then she started to pull her hand back as she again looked up from his pants to his face.She started stammering trying to verbalize an embarrassing apology for the sinful mistake of touching. It was now late September and he would be flying down to Tampa and then over to St Pete Beach to start his fall-winter hiatus next weekend.Kerrie had flown into O’Hare the Tuesday before Dan was leaving. She seemed more aggressive when they made love than she ever had been in the past which was fine with him. They had just finished making love for the second time that night with the assistance of the ‘2-fer.’ Both of them were coming down from their highs letting their heartbeats return to. This is where I want to be. In a place so few know exists. So few who care to know. The time to seek out shelter has come. But where? I see a large tree ahead. It is up off the path upon a knoll. As if it were placed there for me. Just for me. I lean up against its sturdy trunk. I take off my back pack and pull out my poncho. The rain has become steady. I'm so thankful I didn't forget my poncho this time! It's a large over-sized one that can double as quick shelter for such a.