"I'll tell you later if I can remember the name."She had a quizzical look but didn't dwell on my cryptic remark."You saw her, then?" she asked, again ...n a whisper.I nodded, turning to look over again. "And him."At that moment Kurt looked up and our eyes met. I held my gaze longer than I might normally have and then gave him the faintest of nods. That produced what I could only describe as a smirk from Mr. Howell. I turned back to our table and tried to ignore his expression but it was too late.. .Spread naked, filling that tube with your swollen cock, hips bucking with each pump, those are the thoughts that excite me, feeling that hot, wetness between my thighs, heavy and aching.How would we meet? No, we won't do the "meet for a drink" thing, I couldn't sit there longing to touch you through an awkward silence, each wondering when we should broach the subject that is the intent of this.It has to be instant.Wherever I am staying will have to have a nice bathroom, a bath is essential to. As it bumped against the pilings she gracefully leaped onto the dock with a rope in hand and tied off the bobbing boat. “Hey girl!” she cried and walked over to give Sissy a hug throwing her towel onto a chair. Dressed in cut-offs and a white bikini suit top she pealed off the shorts and sat down next to her friend. “How the fuck are you?” She grinned. “I could use a beer already, got anything to drink ‘round this place?” Sissy had planned for this and tossed her a can of beer from a. Shelia had started working a finger into my ass, I pushed forward further down Mike’s shaft. It hurt but there was only so much pain I could concentrate on. Finally, I knew I had managed to get his whole shaft down, his pubes were against my face, his balls slapped my chin. I choked, trying to gasp for air, trying to pull away. “Yeah I knew we’d get this fuck hole open, look at this bitch deep throating, now let’s see how his ass accommodates.” Mike exclaimed proud of his work.As he.