” “What’s the big deal. I go running. Its called being healthy and it breaths better. Can we just get back to the gay orgy already?”... I giggled and got back to work on undressing my slim lover boy. I moved my head to the elastic waistband of his boxers and slithered my tong, and finally my teeth under the top and pulled straight down the middle of his body. Just as I had hoped, a long and warm 5 inch peter popped up and rode along the bottom of my neck and skipped. And, as a bonus, it's often a huge turn-on to talk about sex, especially in public (discreetly or undiscreetly depending on how much of an exhibitionist you are).Now I know that there are a lot of men---and women---who are too uptight or scared to talk openly to their partners about their love life. But I don't care if you have to go to a sex ther****t to get a conversation going. If you're going to have a sexual relationship that lasts more than a few weeks, you need to be able to talk about. These towns hang on keeping the boardwalk stores open for warm fall weekends but predominantly those cottages close for ‘the season’, hotels lower their rates, bars and restaurants go into off-season mode, parking meters need not be paid and even stoplights are switched to blinking yellow. To visit a shore town off-season is to have the whole place to oneself. This drastic change is most obvious in Ocean City New Jersey: a place Len spent two summers as a teenager living at his parents beach. She moved forward, wrapping her arms around my neck, her eyes zooming from my eyes to my lips and back. I grabbed her hips and gently pulled our bodies together, and she bit her lip eagerly. We kissed again, my hands on her back and her fingers in my hair. Her lips tasted like champagne, a taste I didn't necessarily love, but too wasted to care I swirled my tongue around hers and enjoyed it. Then she broke the kiss and moved down, down, down, pulling my purple thong off and opening my legs like.