Awful! No control. Then there was my 2nd cousin, Tara. She was my first real kiss at my uncles wedding. She was two years older and did she knew how t... kiss and make a boy hard! That's another story.Anyhoo, back to the Old Bridge where things were starting to get interesting, at last. The light from the full moon was letting us see each other quite clearly and the dares were been proffered. It was harmless kissing. I saw Chloe whisper something in Louise's ear and then Louise was daring Chloe. Lots of people sat on their tailgates on Friday evening and drank beer.Several restaurants had started and died over the years, but there was no real place to eat. Sara taught Social Anthropology at the University. Her husband, Joe, ran a phone store in Kansas City. Both had a fair income. Joe felt the city had lots of potential. Like most of the buildings on each side of Main Street, a large hardware store had been out of business for years, and nobody wanted it.Joe wanted to open a diner /. Don’t get me wrong, I still do those things on the reg, but after my quick session with Jack, I am more relaxed. I approach any other hookup from a place of power. I could say ‘screw you’ to anybody else because I know that Jack will always be there.Jack’s pecker is pale and dry. I need to use extra spit on it. He’s slightly below average size too. I put the whole thing in my mouth.“That’s it!” he doesn’t look at me. He is fixated on the screen where boobs bounce left and right. Only his hips. That didn't seem to throw her off of her game, as I felt her tongue stroking my tool, as if seeking the creamy cum bath I was working to bring to her tonsils.To my pleasure, I noted that I did not elicit a gag from Annie, even as I hit my stride, fucking her face. For variety, I changed up my strokes, from fully burying my cock in her face, to rapid shallow jabs, to drive-it-deep-and-hold-it thrusts, savoring her throat engulfing my throbbing unit. Indeed, she continued to act as if my dick.