But mostly I love Boobs, of a certain type and calibre it must be said. If truth were but known’ I’m greedy and ‘picky.’ But the ones that I w...s being teased with right now were close to perfection. Dangly, with areola like chapel hat pegs. Solid, big, plenty to suckle on when you could reach them, which I couldn’t.Currently the lady they belonged to - Julie - had me embedded in her at one end and was dangling them either side of my neck. Sensuous, teasing and in time to my gentle flexing in. I certainly couldn’t tell them I needed clothespins, unless— I asked mom if she had any and thankfully she did. She got two for me and only asked why I should need them when I was almost out of the room. “Oh, I got the sleeve of my blouse wet when I was drawing a bath. I just wanted to hang it up in the bathroom. No biggie. Thanks a lot, Mom. Goodnight!” (Never mind that I hadn’t run any bath and never mind that I was still wearing the same clothes I had traveled in). Mom seemed to accept my. Well, I worked at Bernie's Seafront Bar and Cafe on and off for about five years or so. Probably once or twice a month. And not once did any of the customers catch on to the fact that it was a guy's mouth on their pricks. Nor did I ever hear a complaint. Remind me sometime to tell you about Susie, a glory hole co-worker. What a story she had to tell!Duke also introduced me to the gay world. Every Saturday and Sunday afternoon, he would drive us into New York City after arranging phone "dates". ‘Ahhh!’ he yelled, as he arched his back and drove his cock deep inside Robin with one final thrust. Seconds later, he extracted the beast from her pussy with a slurp, aimed it at her breasts with one hand, and shot several thick ropes across and between her nipples. Robin caressed her pussy, instinctively protecting it from further assault, as she rubbed the hot jizz into her tits, focusing on her throbbing hard nipples. Brian dropped almost his full weight on top of her, so that their naked.