It took awhile as I couldn’t quit thinking of how horny Karen was, and what kind of fun we were going to have later. I also couldn’t stop thinking...of Kirk seeing Karen’s snatch, and again, this thought excited me to no end. I forced myself to quit thinking about it so I could get back.Back on the patio I found Kirk sitting at the table watching Karen snore in a drunken sleep. I couldn’t help but feel disappointed that my fantasized sex-fest probably wasn’t going to happen. I slipped a lounge. The problem: Kent is a great guy, a hard worker, but he’s kind of a dud in bed. Oh, he tries, and he always gets me off using his hands and his tongue, but I never, ever orgasm from straight sex. Maybe that’s not entirely Kent’s fault, because no other guy has ever been able to do that for me, not that I’ve slept with that many other guys. Maybe it’s because I just don’t expect to get off that I never do. We’ve been together for three years now, and what passes for sex is pretty monotonous: he. "Thanks, I just could not bear thinking of being here alone tonight," hesaid, taking my hand he gently pulled me to my feet and we walked backtowards the house.As we stepped inside I asked, "Is your brother not staying tonight,Eddie?" No he's gone back to his boyfriends, Lillian is but she's gone over to afriends and will be back later, but I really appreciate you stayingover," he said."Won't she mind me being here when she gets back?" I enquired."No I said to her earlier that I was going to. After a minute of coaxing her Chris moved behind her and started massaging her shoulders. She had her arms in front of her and between her legs. Chris asked her to move her arms and show off her huge tits. While Chris massaged her neck she spread he legs and dropped her arms. During the first minute of starting the massage about ten or eleven guys walked in front of her not hiding the fact that they were trying to see her pussy. It was almost like a news flash went through the beach and guys.